Skisan kept his own thoughts tightly shielded and in so doing, did his best to keep out of the memories and emotions coming from the other. Some leaked over. It was hardly avoidable when his mind was helping maintain separation while he went through those memories, particularly the more intense of the memories. Fortunately he was at one remove from any emotions. As to the other presences, or the echoes thereof, he acknowledged them mentally, but did not do much more. He was not considered a threat and did not consider them a threat either to him or to Chell.

After Chell spoke, he withdrew his hand and gave a nod. "Are you well?" he asked. While concern only faintly made it into his tone, it did make it, and that was saying something.

He did not understand many of those memories. Wherever Chell had come from was entirely foreign to Skisan, more so than any place he had been before. But he did not need to know everything to understand there had been no small amount of trauma in them. He would not pry further into the content of the memories, perhaps it was his time around Romulans, but that very idea felt intently rude, in spite of the fact that he had witnessed only glimpses.