[ Of course he remembers Allison's throat. He focuses on that, because how he could forget something that traumatizing? It hurts to think about his family turning against each other, as it should, but trying to call up his memory of that time brings a familiar spike of a migraine. His forgotten sibling slit her throat, then betrays them again in the future.

It was that bad. He can see it on Allison's face. Stupid question. If nothing else, he remembers how angry she was when she came back the last time she took a trip through the beacon. ]

I don't blame you. [ It must add insult to injury that Five can't remember, back then or what he does in the future. The more he tries, the more his body seems to revolt. ] I'm sorry. For what he did, and for not doing more. I was... that week didn't go the way I hoped it would. From what I remember.

[ He winces and gives a small, pained smile. Apologetic. All this time, he's barely asked how she's dealing with all this. ]

Understatement. I shouldn't be surprised that the future doesn't go much better.