[It's not the kind of question he was expecting, and for as Weird And Troubling as her disposition has been this whole time, it's that that really takes him aback. And it's a loaded question, too. Because there are gods (and monsters who would call themselves gods) and spirits and souls and dimensions and realms beyond understanding. And every culture of every species in the universe has their own ideas about death, and what lies beyond death.

And he doesn't know.

Well, in some regards, that's not wholly true. The question as she asks it is if humans, with all their tests and experiments and deductive reasoning, ever come up with a definitive answer in their long and storied existence. That, as far as he's aware, he can answer. But it's also not the question she's actually asking, he thinks.]

There've been cases, all throughout human history, of people on the brink of death, or people who have in a strictly medical sense died but been brought back, who claim to have seen something or been aware of something beyond death. Whole religions have formed asking the question of what happens to the human consciousness after the body dies.

[That isn't an answer to the question that she asked nor the question she didn't ask. Deliberately. It's not like Lambda the love-crazy doll to ponder death and what comes after it. In fact, it's the polar opposite, and a reason (among many) that she's gotten into such vehement fights with others, for a regarded callousness, a fixation on those still alive and being alive and living that to the fullest and if they die well at least they had a good time first.]

What did you remember?