"Problem is I have no idea in what form we exist right now. My guess is that there's currently two motes of life floating trough desolate Kilo Point, looking for drops of energy to reform ourselves and return to a physical form." Martin ranted on as he stared at the grass turning color, clearly amused.
"But we can take this opportunity to come to a better understanding of ourselves, maybe learn my name, do you know your name?"