Ah... I appreciate your offer, but I will pass. What use would it be to speak of them nostalgically? It may be that they return here someday before my own turn comes. Who am I to know? And you should harbor the same hope.

After all, I would very much like to meet your friend someday. Were you friends in your home world as well?

[Even as he speaks, Gorthan's eyes are fixed on the braids, and he wonders what they could be for.]