[ Her light touch means more than he can possibly admit to. Just like her words did. She's right, of course. But Reinhardt would say that the girl in his memories, his Brigitte, she could do anything and he would be proud of her. He hopes there's someone in this young lady's life that is like that for her. Such a kind girl deserves such things. ]

No. You really can't. She has so many. I think that would be hardest on her. Not having all her cats here. But I'm sure she'll adopt a thousand more strays. I think I'll know she's here because suddenly there won't be any more cats roaming the streets.

[ He gives the young lady beside him a huge grin and then takes one last look at the brunette. The memory of her trying and failing once again, to arm wrestle him. He sighs and steps away. He doesn't know how far he'll have to go to leave these memories, but he can't stay here. The real one is up in the pods and he suddenly needs to see her. ] You know, miss, you are welcome to come with me to the station when I go to visit her. Maybe you know some good stories I do not.