[he moves a little with the nudge, blinking and looking over the bridge of his nose at Nara'a. his mouth quirks, sheepish, and he looks back down, placing the bone in the hole to see if it's a decent depth. no...still too shallow; he sets it back and scoops a bit more out.]

I know. There was a point here...where memories were really all I had, for the most part.

It's getting easier, at least. Most of the time.

But time still moves, right? So...so do we.