"I know." He squeezed her hand back, taking comfort in it. "But it does matter to me. Eleanor... I know a little. Stanley Poole... He told me some of it. That I found Rapture. That I didn't come from there. And then you showed me that he helped Ryan to take me, to change me."

He looked deeply into her eyes, willing her to understand.

"Something was taken from me. I need to know what it was."