Indeed!
Looking at Grace's exceedingly certain expression, Fu Qian had received the answer he was looking for.
The memories from another state were indeed inheritable.
But at the same time, another problem existed, the inherited memories might not be the real ones, but rather imagined versions.
He knew that she had been talking to air yesterday, but in Grace's eyes, she had been chatting with Nate, who stood right in front of her.
In other words, her memory was entirely the content of a "script."
"I see," he said.
Fu Qian nodded and decided to continue leading the conversation.
"It is nice that Nate was willing to come out for a stroll, I've always been worried that he might be too heartbroken over his son's affair."
"He's much better now, time will dilute everything."
Grace spoke with feeling, by now having no doubts about Fu Qian's familiarity with Nate.
"I never imagined Nate would have such a young friend; is this your first time visiting Byeluk?"