He was technically truthful in that none of them seem to be injured. That's what he promised, isn't it? That he didn't harm anyone. I suppose that he never promised that anyone else wouldn't.

[His tone remains even; his gaze darts back out into the group, seeking out one person in particular. He points her out easily - a girl perhaps somewhat younger than Forrest, though not by much. Her hair is darker, and her style of clothing is far different as compared to his; she's sitting near someone, and she seems to be doing...well, something similar to what he's doing, trying to maintain cheerfulness. She hasn't had anywhere to clean herself up, though; it's more obvious that she's been crying.]

Her name is Midori. She's in the army with me.

[His demeanor shifts a bit, then. It takes him a moment to continue.]

Midori is my wife. We married recently.