"Things are different here," he says again. "Better. You can have anything you want, as long as you think of it. That’s how it works here. You have to think things into being." He withdraws from her, against a protesting thought from her. "That memory shows what you look like," he urges her. "Think of it again. That’s the body you had. Your form can actually look like anything you want it to, as long as you can imagine it, but... I like how you looked. Try to remember it."