[And this was what he couldn't understand. People caring about something they couldn't have possibly known about let alone done anything about. Or wishing that someone could have done something. That sort of sympathy was strange to him. He couldn't quite wrap his head around it.]
It's fine. I don't really care. I mean it sucks, I guess, all I know are stories and what's in history books about my own people, but I never knew them. I barely know my sister. I grew up with a bot as a mother and humans, among a few other species.
It's funny though, people around me are more affected, more upset by it than I ever was. It almost feels like I'm wrong somehow but it doesn't bother me. I guess cause I never really knew my people.