"... That is even stranger. I can't imagine meeting someone nearly like myself."

He's pretty sure that they'd end up killing each other, for one thing.

Zechs frowned a moment, and bowed his head, sounding politely contrite, "Forgive me. I'm certain our lives are far more complex than written in any kind of book, let alone a children's story. We hardly were able to know the title character as a person - most of it seemed to be presented as metaphor. I doubt, even if I remembered the story perfectly, that was more than a glimpse of your life at that age."