*He nodded at her comment.* "<em>It's not that we just remember it, but how we remember it. What good does it do us if we just remember the past for how horrible it's been, then we miss the good bits. If we just remember the good bits, then we miss the lessons provided from our mistakes. Both elements are to be observed to truly understand our past. I read that in a book once. Sounds nice and simple when you actually say it though.</em>" *He laughed and reached over for the mead that had appeared covertly. He took a sip as he watched Ellen, intent as she seemed to lift the beads of moisture from the table. What a sight that would be. He smiled at his own thoughts. He thought about his work ahead and smiled at the good thoughts of seeing plenty of naked women as he helped them into their tanks and then frowned as he knew he would be helping the men too.* "<em>Jeez.</em>" *He said aloud without realizing it and cleared his mind of such images. Leaning back he continued to sip his mead while watching Ellen from the corner of his eye.*