Now...that's a concept. What are people but a collection of their memories, right?

[Which is why it hurt so much, knowing what she had stolen from him for so long. His memories, his life, the summation of his experience is what made him who he is, who he was. And without them, he'd become...something awful. The worst version of himself with no way to course correct.

Taako bites his lip to avoid frowning as he chases the thought away.]

But if you're thinking of doing some weird ass necromancy and Build-a-Bear yourself a person, that might be a little more complicated. Where are you even going to get the materials that aren't severely black market illegal?