When Masako carefully helped sniveling Sequoia to sit up more or less straight and gave her a handkerchief to rub away the tears, Sequoia only nodded and mumbled some kind of thanks. She hadn't expected something like that from herself and if she wouldn't be tear-stained, she would be blushing with shame, but seemed that Masako was rather understanding on the case.
"I apologise, you need time to rest, the human mind isn't designed to take on so much information this way"
"I'll be fine", Sequoia snuffled again, but seemed that she really feels better, "but I really won't be able to forget all that."
"What you have learned, is valuable knowledge, the history of another race, forgetting it would be a terrible loss"
"And I don't know what to do with it. Noone will be able to put all that in the words."
"Not all humans can be trusted with such knowledge. You asked to learn of us, so that you knew the direction you were taking with your brothers and sisters was the right one. Sometimes, not knowing is best for some"
