[ DiMA files those names away, though one is familiar to him already. ]

I've met Doctor Alphys, actually. Timid creature, but if she'd be willing to help I'd be very grateful. And perhaps if the resources were available, we could make you one as well? At the least, I should be able to transfer certain things for you to replay, as it were. So you would know I'm telling you the truth.

[ That's what it had taken last time -- Nick hadn't believed him until they'd recovered certain memories, until he'd heard for himself what had happened. But if he's asking about it now, has some knowledge of it already, DiMA will explain. ]

I assume you I'm real. The fight you're referring to was just after we escaped the Institute. Or rather, I broke you out. They were-- [ No, he doesn't have to go into that, the why of it. If Nick doesn't remember the horror of the experiments, it's better that way. ] --well. I couldn't watch you suffer anymore. But when we got out, you were so confused. You thought I was a monster, and attacked me.

The last thing I wanted was to hurt you, Nick. But I couldn't convince you of who I was, or who you were, and didn't exactly have a mirror... so I left you.