*I look up at Aakor.* "W-What? Trying to remember? N-No!" *I stagger backwards, and pull the trigger on the P-90. It jams, and the firing mechanism shoots out of the barrel. The replicator returns to its original form, and I holster it.* "F-Fine. If you can fix it, without replacing her..." *I blink, as more images flash in my vision.*