I'm afraid that just isn't possible. Otherwise, if I were human, it could be entertained with ease!
[ In all honesty, that's just the truth. Their nature makes it impossible. Not to mention though they could convey the sentiment, would the nagging feeling truly go away? That they would have never forgotten? Would it truly, earnestly satisfy Yeager? At a time like this, they wonder if those thoughts are far too strongly based in logic, because there can be an emotional aspect that may be satisfied, but...something less logical tells them that it isn't enough. Instinct? Though, they don't believe they have that, either. ]
As it is, I didn't necessarily come here to discuss it all with you in grand detail; especially since I doubt it is what you want. I already understand it is a heavy and unfortunate situation.
You see, isn't it clear that I've witnessed twice such personal moments? Your memories of precious moments or horrid ones in their entirety...
...Yes, the fact is, I came here to inform you. But, also to grant you an opportunity to know more about myself in exchange.
Because while I am quite curious about your events, and there are things that I do wish to ask - there is no point in pretending I am suddenly so blindly kind as to not be curious - is there not something far more important than one's curiosity? If I am to know about you, does it not make sense that you should know about myself as well?
[ They sigh, shaking their head, wondering about their own actions. They supposed they could have kept it to themselves; that they had such information as well, but instead they sought out Yeager. The last time...they could not even turn things around in a dreadful nightmare; they had no idea why they had gotten such a foolish idea into their own head. And now, this.
Perhaps something tangible about how distraught Yeager had been in such a memory...twice over...? Which reminds them— ]
...In addition, of what I witnessed then I will not have it be mentioned to anyone else. You have my silence. For what that is worth. And that, is something I can guarantee.
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[ In all honesty, that's just the truth. Their nature makes it impossible. Not to mention though they could convey the sentiment, would the nagging feeling truly go away? That they would have never forgotten? Would it truly, earnestly satisfy Yeager? At a time like this, they wonder if those thoughts are far too strongly based in logic, because there can be an emotional aspect that may be satisfied, but...something less logical tells them that it isn't enough. Instinct? Though, they don't believe they have that, either. ]
As it is, I didn't necessarily come here to discuss it all with you in grand detail; especially since I doubt it is what you want. I already understand it is a heavy and unfortunate situation.
You see, isn't it clear that I've witnessed twice such personal moments? Your memories of precious moments or horrid ones in their entirety...
...Yes, the fact is, I came here to inform you. But, also to grant you an opportunity to know more about myself in exchange.
Because while I am quite curious about your events, and there are things that I do wish to ask - there is no point in pretending I am suddenly so blindly kind as to not be curious - is there not something far more important than one's curiosity? If I am to know about you, does it not make sense that you should know about myself as well?
[ They sigh, shaking their head, wondering about their own actions. They supposed they could have kept it to themselves; that they had such information as well, but instead they sought out Yeager. The last time...they could not even turn things around in a dreadful nightmare; they had no idea why they had gotten such a foolish idea into their own head. And now, this.
Perhaps something tangible about how distraught Yeager had been in such a memory...twice over...? Which reminds them— ]
...In addition, of what I witnessed then I will not have it be mentioned to anyone else. You have my silence. For what that is worth. And that, is something I can guarantee.