[Silence smiles a little wistfully at that. Oh, yes, he'd like to go home to the regions he knows, back to work at IRPO, to see Nusakan and Fuse and Cotton and the others again...but at the same time, he's made a few close friends in Mayfield. The idea of leaving them - and, judging by the occasional bit of chatter he's heard on the phones, forgetting them entirely - is bittersweet.]
HOPEFULLY. BUT I WOULD MISS YOU AND LUCAS. [He pauses. Well, technically, he wouldn't, since he'd forget the very existence of them...but no. He can't help but think some part of him would still miss them, even if he had no conscious memories of what he was missing. There have to be limits to Mayfield's power.] EVEN WITHOUT MEMORIES, I THINK.
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HOPEFULLY. BUT I WOULD MISS YOU AND LUCAS. [He pauses. Well, technically, he wouldn't, since he'd forget the very existence of them...but no. He can't help but think some part of him would still miss them, even if he had no conscious memories of what he was missing. There have to be limits to Mayfield's power.] EVEN WITHOUT MEMORIES, I THINK.