[Anders frowned and shook his head.] No, no, it's nothing like that. I haven't seen anyone I recognize yet... But I'm certain I've got clear enough memories. I just feel--- different, like there was a shift in my mind, my spirit, almost like I'm missing a piece of my brain---

[Suddenly, a realization sunk in, and Anders' expression changed, first to one of being dawned upon, and then to a conflicted look. Guilt? Sadness? Relief? Or perhaps just resignation.] Oh... Justice. He's not here.