-course on the ship to hide himself better, he worked on the shield that kept his ship hidden and the security to prevent another...mistake from happening.

He mutters to himself before turning to walk down the corridor again, he was definitely not going to forget that she was there...not one bit.

-have to give a rough estimate I'd say 2-3 days. So long as you don't strain yourself, like your body your processor needs time to heal so don't strain it."

That was the best answer he could give to her, some bots take a week, some a day, others a month. It really all depended on the individual.

Trepan stands there waiting to see if she had anything more she needed from him before he even considered walking away...it would be weird having another on his ship with him but better than being dragged away to the Institution.

-corridor of the ship. He didn't even look back he fully assumed that she was following him so he felt no reason to look behind him.

-one of the various monitors in the room.

" Very well, keep your secrets."

Trepan explains as he tilts his helm ever so slightly. Of course she wasn't going to admit anything to him, why would she tell him the one thing he wanted to know...

Oh well it's not like he could wrestle her to the ground and get the answers out of her so he just shrugs and turns to walk towards-

" Aside from you, no other has yet found me. So how did you find me?"

Trepan asks curiously as he moves to lean his frame against the closest wall.

Let's hope she keeps her end of the bargain.

Not even Sunder would be able to restore these memories if he wanted to. They were gone, like they never existed...so let's hope that she doesn't decide that she wants them back.

Once he was done wiping her memories clean he slowly retracted his mnemosurgeon needles from her helm.

-of live she used to live. She was after all so different from what she is now, how could he not take a peek. It's not like he isn't going to wipe them.

They'd just be alive in HIS memories.