[ Understandable. Not like inexplicably dying from a stab wound, stricken with the polarizing disparities of exsanguination in the course of a few seconds changes anything. No one's bitter here. No one. ]

So I've heard. I've seen and spoken with people I never believed I would in my lifetime, so I guess the alien fanatics were right all along. There are other worlds out there, some probably even beyond comprehension.

[ Lucy mulls over his statement, then acquiesces a slow, precisely deliberate answer. ] Understand what I can. Find the truth, for what it's worth. Learn from what the past has to offer. And finally, use that information to help others.

Of course, this prompts the question: what would you do?