[Hilbert's uncertain, too. He doesn't even have the blessing of being able to reclaim memories the way N might be able to, one day.]

It does. [Relic pushes his way beneath the hand Hilbert's drawing with, and it turns from a Snivy to a bunch of squiggles as he rubs beneath the avian's feathers.] It isn't much, but it's helpful.

[He'd have to reread the whole thing to even get a glimpse of N and feel like he knows him, just a little.]

It's more like... [He trails his fingers on the notebook's unmarred edges and sighs.] They aren't reminders. They're facts. Even if I read them, I don't know who they describe. They just show that I know someone. It makes second encounters a lot less embarrassing, that's for sure.

[...even he isn't feeling the joke behind his last words.]