[Nick's not sure he likes that offer. When he'd learned about his limited memory, he'd considered trying to find a way to expand it, to make it so he couldn't possibly lose what he has up there -- or to at least retain more of it than he clearly has, if DiMA's existence is any indication of what he could possibly be missing. However, as the tempting as the idea of being able to pick and choose what he remembers may be, it makes those memories seem more like data than experiences, just files downloaded into lines and code, saved on some terminal the way he does with the Guard's records.
It makes him feel inhuman. He has enough of that as it is.
Still, he'll think on it. At least DiMA speaks well of Alphys. More importantly, what he says lines up with what fragments of memory are still floating around somewhere in his files: breaking out, him not knowing who DiMA was because of the Institute's experiments, a fight. It checks out with what Nick saw for himself when his mind was wired into Rey's, too -- someone who looks like him, who wanted to escape. Another prototype.
Nick gets why he wouldn't have believed DiMA back then. He didn't believe DiMA existed at all for a while. Hell, there was a time the gods stripped him of his memories and he didn't believe Rey when she told him he wasn't human, that he'd never really been a person. Given that he's stuck living some kind of composite life of a synthetic man and a cop who's been dead for a couple of hundred years, never knowing quite where the real Nick ends and he begins, it's no wonder he's all mixed up.
He could have reacted better then, could be reacting better now. Despite his utterly artificial appearance, DiMA sounds as sincere as it gets. That counts for more than he may ever know.]
I don't have much of a reason to not believe you. Like I said, all traces of what happened are mostly gone from my data banks. I had no idea what happened to you even if you did exist. For all I knew, I'd destroyed you right then and there, and had no memory left of it. And if that was the case, what else had I lost? Or done?
[Hence that whole thing where he thought he might have murdered his brother. He has to admit that he's relieved that didn't turn out to be what happened.]
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It makes him feel inhuman. He has enough of that as it is.
Still, he'll think on it. At least DiMA speaks well of Alphys. More importantly, what he says lines up with what fragments of memory are still floating around somewhere in his files: breaking out, him not knowing who DiMA was because of the Institute's experiments, a fight. It checks out with what Nick saw for himself when his mind was wired into Rey's, too -- someone who looks like him, who wanted to escape. Another prototype.
Nick gets why he wouldn't have believed DiMA back then. He didn't believe DiMA existed at all for a while. Hell, there was a time the gods stripped him of his memories and he didn't believe Rey when she told him he wasn't human, that he'd never really been a person. Given that he's stuck living some kind of composite life of a synthetic man and a cop who's been dead for a couple of hundred years, never knowing quite where the real Nick ends and he begins, it's no wonder he's all mixed up.
He could have reacted better then, could be reacting better now. Despite his utterly artificial appearance, DiMA sounds as sincere as it gets. That counts for more than he may ever know.]
I don't have much of a reason to not believe you. Like I said, all traces of what happened are mostly gone from my data banks. I had no idea what happened to you even if you did exist. For all I knew, I'd destroyed you right then and there, and had no memory left of it. And if that was the case, what else had I lost? Or done?
[Hence that whole thing where he thought he might have murdered his brother. He has to admit that he's relieved that didn't turn out to be what happened.]