Simon just walked back to his seat, sat down, and simply watched the man.<br/><br/>This was the sum of all of his work. This stalking stalker stalking stal- Calm down man you barely know him.<br/><br/>But here he was, studying.<br/><br/>" ... Depressing mainly because of the sheer amount of money and effort that must have been spent on this when they could have been working on something worthwhile. Stopping nuclear war for example" he commented sipping more of his coffee.<br/><br/>"I am not sure if this is you, however, then again I won't be sure until I just start cutting you up and seeing what's inside. Its too much machine for a normal person, really. There's a point where the body would have to reject the augmentation or ... -something-. Not like I read about this back home, they were missing quite a few books in the human augmentation section at my local library."<br/><br/>Sip.<br/><br/>"Then again, this could be an example of organic matter being used to augment a machine, and there is no human component save the organic materials used. Or the inverse for the mechanical components ... well that would imply they just grew there but I wouldn't put it past the crazy shit that's hidden around in the right vault."<br/><br/>Sip.<br/><br/>"Which brings us back to the problem. The -real-problem. Your memory. I can't get that back to you on my own. I'm sorry, this isn't science fiction. That's all you. I may have been half asleep studying basic psychology, but the trauma of the procedure was probably the cause of it and no amount of surgery will cure that, not for a lack of trying on my part."<br/><br/>Slurp.<br/><br/>"I can burrow around in your head if you want me, fix, tune up, and I guess we're just going to have to work from there. Coffee?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>