You say it as if it were that easy, [ he mumbles it to himself, but if she isn't inebriated enough, she should be able to hear him. ]

I'm modded, but things are different with me. I can't-- the fire thing that you do, it's not what I'm capable of doing. I'm more like... a computer. I can't forget.

[ and with everything tidy up in the counter now, there's not much for him to do but actually just chat. ]

My memories are digitised. Even if I want to forget that I'm an Elster--or forget that my father killed Fred and then himself, I can't. Leaving it all behind's impossible.

[ why is he so emo please stop him ]