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[As she avoids looking at him, he opts to make this easier by momentarily shifting the topic to himself.]
In my seventy-four years I have seen extensive change; advancements in technology, ever-evolving lives of shipmates, companions and friends... death...
[For a moment, he trails off at that thought. There had been death both natural and unnatural, some at his own hands. After a bit, he recovers though, giving the tip of whatever passes for clothing here a slight tug as he would his normal Starfleet uniform.] I can only imagine after your time, what you have seen.
[His lips curl into a small, understanding and sympathetic smile. An attempt to lighten the mood.] I must say that you have aged much better than I, Doctor.