( She watches these half-forgotten memories, feeling almost like maybe, just maybe, she understands. With a gesture toward the figures in the distance, she asks: )

Is there any way to bring them back from that? Memories, that is.

( People aren't so easy, for all the Aristeas technology here turned death into a farce abused by some, mocked by others. )

Making them clear enough to recognize the faces of the people you care about.