[The words held a certain finality to them. Considering they were his last words- it seemed fitting. But he holds her gaze steadily, before finally nodding once.]

...I don't mind. It might even be nostalgic- my thoughts inevitably turn towards the final days, but that's only a small part of our history.

[Perhaps it would be good for both of them. Or perhaps it would only remind him further of that gnawing emptiness, the unending sense of loss and solitude. Only time would tell.]

It'll be a lot to record... but I'll answer whatever you like.

[And not even the normal Ascian half-truths.]