Hm, yes, a worthy question. You are not like my kind. That I cannot and will not deny. But nor are you from my world. As such, you should not be fragmented...

[He closed his eyes for a moment, contemplating.]

What you are to me is the one who greeted me and took my by the hand just after my arrival. Who indulged my curiosity about lunar cycles. Who has come to hear my story and brought me a rather nice coffee... A companion, I suppose.