[ She meets it, a little confused, frowning slightly. It's a little more than she expecting, but then she hadn't stated what she meant just yet, and her mouth opens, closes again, trying to find the words that she means. The apprehensive little fiddled. It's quite an offer, regardless, and expects quite a lot from her. ]

If that's what you would like but - I'm sorry, that's not quite what I meant. I doubt I could ever be worthy that but -

[ She's a little too knew to herself, even if there is an appeal there. To be entrenched in another world, another place like that. ]

I mean I could show you how to record it. So you could keep your own records, with these -- [ she taps her fingers against the datapad. ] -- I could make them faster for you. If you feed me your memories, I could record them more exactly but...

[ feels guilty, what Lexa had offered was far more than what she meant, really. Hope it wasn't taken as an insulting rejection. ]