
Did Morgana regret asking? Yes, definitely, since it turned out the reason this person had acted strangely was because of a sad and tragic event that Morgana had no business being nosy about. Or she thought so. She had been told in cultural classes people needed their own space and everyone had the right for secrets.
"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have asked. My deepest condolences."
Morgana's tone was genuine, and so was the sadness she was feeling. She sometimes found herself unable to empathize, despite having lived for a long time she had remarkably little experience on, well, what people called normal life. But Morgana had lost many people, both those she considered close and those she had only talked to once or twice, and still it hurt.
"And thank you for explaining despite it being a painful subject."
But it was still a coincidence that Morgana stashed at the back of her mind. She had never reminded anyone of someone else before, after all.
"Is it odd? I do not know why I came to be, if I am honest. One day I just...existed. Perhaps the previous spirit of the system perished, and I took their place. I can only guess."
Morgana had had a lot of time to think about why she existed and how she came to be, and she could keep talking about it to this person for hours on end. But Morgana would spare them from that.
Morgana followed along as the person looked for an atlas for her, and when they did find it Morgana smiled happily upon seeing how large the book was. That meant there was so much to see.
"Thank you again, you have been a life-saver. I'm impressed."
Morgana took the book from them and nodded slightly. Her eyes shone a bit brighter out of joy, and Morgana felt the cover of the book, wondering what secrets it hid inside it.
"Oh! I've been so rude. I didn't ask for your name. May I hear it?"