Perkins and Igor continued discussing how to tell Perkins's stories.
Those experiences belonged to Perkins, and he had to rely on his own effort to recall them. Igor couldn't help him in this regard.
"If I were to really lay out all my experiences, I could talk for days without finishing," Perkins expressed his difficulty, which was indeed the case since he had been wandering outside for about ten years, and each year's experiences could be talked about for ages.
The stories are endless, and Perkins felt that he had to mention each of them; otherwise, he would feel like he was letting down the listeners. Anyone willing to listen to his stories was special to him, as he highly cherished those who were willing to hear him out, always feeling like these people genuinely wanted to listen to his sharing. He greatly valued this and treated these people as friends.
Like Igor right now.
