"Yeah...? I guess it's... good to know." Greg stands by his decision--he would never have come back to this world short of brainwashing and slavery. It's still sort of nice to know that he was capable of success.

Greg smiles at Meril, soft and tired, and hesitates for a moment longer--simply because it's so hard to know where to begin.

"Rose... she was... she was so kind, and curious. She'd been living with humans for thousands of years, but she was always eager to learn more." He closes his eyes. "She found beauty in the smallest things. After crossing galaxies and fighting in wars... she had so much love for life, and everything alive."