He stops for a moment. It's not that he forgot. It's that-

He strokes her hair, tangling his fingers in it and thinking.

"I have memories in my head of Azazel seeing Adam and Eve. Or at least beings like them. The creature did not understand love. Richard Strand understood love and sacrificed from it. This..."

His blue eyes are focused on hers and he cups her cheek, thumb running down her cheekbone.

"...I've never felt more human. And given the day we've had." He nods, "...Thank you."