[His eyes start to slide closed a little at that, the action obvious due to the soft glow still present behind those dark lenses; even despite that, however, his gaze still darts a bit, like he's not sure where he should be looking.]

I don't like the idea that something can just do that... That something can take away all our memories of who we are now, and our past lives are all we have left.

[He shakes his head a bit; it's...mnnngh.]