He listened to what information she did share and nodded his head as she talked about it with him or at least some of it. He knew she was holding back and that was to be expected. She had gotten what she had come for and now she would just as quickly leave. He could feel it through the force, he could empathically feel what she was feeling and it was startling as he never quite knew what or how to handle emotions. His eyes watered briefly for a moment then grew hardened. This was an expected risk of what he had done but this was still worse than other times though not as bad as the stroke., He wondered if each time he did this he was getting progressively worse. That wasn’t it, it was something else something to do with how old the technology was or perhaps he was sharing the effects of the device having my cryogenically frozen like she had.
“Thank you for the stroll down memory lane. Maybe next time I should just look at old scrap books though. You really do look awful. Can I get you anything?”
“I f-feel as te-rrible as I look. So…cold. So…sad. You-re both-ered by some-t-thing. I h-help. T-talk,” he said trying to form a cohesive sentence out of sheer will as he looked at her jacket and back to her. His mind was functioning like normal if not a bit tired but his body refused to keep pace with his commands.
“I-know Psyh-ometry and kn-kn -owldge dra-in. Can l-learn m-ore…may-be. Need heat and time,” he said wondering if she would even know what the words meant as he knew was in some twisted way she was the closest thing to a friend he had made that wasn’t a mechanical being and the thought of he leaving so abruptly pained him which was something new altogether, emotion.
Katarine Ryiah