They have very different ideas of 'fun'.

He doesn't have memories so much as impressions, thoughts that aren't connected to this, that, or the other thing. He wishes he had full memories. Someone needs to really sit down and work them out, but now isn't the time.

"I..." His brows pull down. "I don't remember." He says, softly. He doesn't remember. Sighing, he finishes his fries.