[Okay, he definitely perks up at the mention of "treats". It seems that someone is a tad peckish today. Loz hasn't eaten in days--no, it's been a week!]

Is chocolate that sweet brown stuff everyone likes? Yeah, that's delicious but expensive! I like the cholocate dipped fruits. I stol--I mean tried some at the markets. [cough, cough]

Swiss chocolate? What's...a swiss? Now that definitely sounds tasty.

[Loz falls idly quiet for a moment, almost as if he's hesitant to tell her. He lingers there on the other end of this chat just staring out the window. It's drizzling a little outside but not much. The rhythmic drumming of the raindrops cut through the unexpected silence like a quiet hum.]

...I was returned to Mother. [Finally he speaks.] The Planet didn't want me but Mother, our real Mother, did. She kept us warm and protected. She said we could come home and rest.

Then everything just faded. No more pain or sorrow, just...warmth.