Eh, I only dream of my memories, and most of my story is just a few searches away.

[ I'm sorry, but he absolutely does trust her that much. Though he sees mentioning this made her uncomfortable ]

If you were my Master, neither of us would really have much to say about it. You'd occasionally see what I dream- here you can leave whenever you want to and I-

[ The night shifts to a day, location changes in a flurry. He's no longer wounded, rather in a simplest of leather armor and lying on the grass near a river, just rightly so to have his head under tree shade. A makeshift fishing rod stuck onto the ground. The weather is that of a late summer, not unlike the one when they both first arrived in Heavens ]

I get some control where I bring you. [ Once he's aware he's sleeping, that's it. ] But I get where you're come from. It's just a selfish invitation, feel free to either ignore it or use it however you wish.

[ It's a blunt thing to say, but he honestly wouldn't have his feelings hurt if she turned it down. That's what he wants her to understand. ]