[ Lunatic. Lunatic? No, that was someone else, wasn't it? Someone he was morally opposed to -- a Pride musician?

Nobody he could remember. ]

I don't think you'll find any more answers at its bottom than I did. [ His programming urges him to fight for custody of the flask. To be something more than a holiday well-wisher. ] Have you always been allergic to cheer?

[ But he's winning over his brainwashing, at least for now. Keith backs off. ]

It's a matter of someone else's privacy, and I cannot betray their trust. But nothing has been the same since that night.