My daughter. [Cliff corrected after a moment's hesitation, as if he were trying to affirm her unofficial status to himself.] I fished her outta that lifeboat with Mirage and took care of her while she grew-- that makes her my daughter, right?

[He shook his head, briefly wondering when life had become so complicated by all of these details, and sighed. Taking up a paper animal, Cliff held it up in the air and studied the carefully made folds while he continued.]

All your answers will come when they come, Souji. Be a little patient. It's a long story.