Kai Leng? [There's a clear note of surprise among his otherwise flat, rasping tones.] That's a name I haven't heard in ... quite some time.
And now he's dead?
[Behind. The way he says it strikes him, but the sting that follows isn't tied to any clear emotion that Thane can put a name to. It's beyond unsettling, confusing. How could he just completely have a block of memory taken from him like that? The subtle yet striking problems in his photographic memory begin to make a little more sense - as much sense as something within a concept that doesn't make sense can bring him, in any case.
"If you were to ask me how many trees there were around us, or the angles of their shadows, or the precise shade of their leaves. . . I wouldn't be able to tell you."]
I can't disbelieve what you're telling me. From what I know of you, you're not the kind of person to weave false stories, especially not about something of this caliber. But I'm having difficulty in grasping how something like this could even be possible. You know, after all, that drell have perfect memory.
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And now he's dead?
[Behind. The way he says it strikes him, but the sting that follows isn't tied to any clear emotion that Thane can put a name to. It's beyond unsettling, confusing. How could he just completely have a block of memory taken from him like that? The subtle yet striking problems in his photographic memory begin to make a little more sense - as much sense as something within a concept that doesn't make sense can bring him, in any case.
"If you were to ask me how many trees there were around us, or the angles of their shadows, or the precise shade of their leaves. . . I wouldn't be able to tell you."]
I can't disbelieve what you're telling me. From what I know of you, you're not the kind of person to weave false stories, especially not about something of this caliber. But I'm having difficulty in grasping how something like this could even be possible. You know, after all, that drell have perfect memory.