Jace furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, not knowing what exactly he meant and didn't know how to respond at first. His throat suddenly became as dry as sandpaper and couldn't form enough saliva to alleviate the discomfort. The question bothered him enough as it was, but it bothered him even more that he couldn't conjure up a proper response. He cleared his throat and stared straight ahead as he spoke. 
	"To be honest, I'm not sure how to respond to that question when I'm not certain what exactly you mean. You would still be you, though, despite how much you would have changed. You would have the same mind, the same heart, spirit, will...you would still be you."  He fell into a short silence before turning back to look at him. "Basil...I'm not the smartest man, but I can tell something is bothering you. If you're trying to tell me something, then you can tell me without saying it in codes. You're not a terminal that needs to be hacked. I can help you if you just let me know how."