Memories don’t lie. Even after death, so long as there was no physical damage to the brain, they could be retrieved and reconstructed by using the memory playback device. But there were limits; the mind could delude itself. Unwanted memories could become muddled. Kirie was an example of that. Of what it meant to be wild, and have no imprinting or control. For Iason to make Riki disclose the truth without resorting to chemical interrogation was not because Iason was a skilled interrogator. Rather, Raoul sensed the presence of a bond that transcended the boundaries of a simple "master-pet" relationship.
"If I said that I... that I loved Riki, would you laugh?"
It was a joke that no one could laugh at. The forbidden word that dared tarnish the very dignity of what it meant to be a Blondy. As if those words, which seemed to have been uttered only to unnerve him, suddenly came back to Raoul, he was overcome with an indescribable feeling. Orphe and Aisha must have had similar thoughts of their own, they just didn’t say them out loud.
"AnK."