Desmond blinked a little and frowned when Michael turned his eyes away. Then he winced and licked his lips, raking his fingers through his hair. "I- I know that you're not, Michael, but I just- How can two people who aren't twins look exactly alike?" he said. "Plus you- He- I- I don't know. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm not here today because of Peter. I'm here because of you."