"I think there's an argument to be made that for the past few centuries I wasn't technically a person. So I do have a reliance on his memories that I don't enjoy in order to even attempt to function outside of Illithid society."

Which is a problem, but not for the reasons most might think.

"His memories are... Well. His existence was miserable. Pain and betrayal and suffering and being groomed for death. I would pick almost anyone I've eaten instead as a foundation for knowledge to draw against instead of him." He makes a pained noise, because that's more than he's ever said out loud, even if he's thought it often.

"I think even if you are a copy of yourself, it hardly matters. You're the only you that you can be. Who cares about her, care about yourself."