Disappointed a bit that the memory retrieved was not one of the creature he had run from, Leto sighed, but didn't let that stop him. He would return a memory of his own before sending the Memosite on it's way. It was a brief memory, and one that he cherished. When he was younger, and his mother was still alive, the boy named Leto Treebearer was carried within her arms as a babe. It was one of his first memories, and one that he would hopefully carry around with him for the rest of his life. The memory of her holding him, and keeping him safe within her arms as she did her work around the pavilion.
Once that memory was given to the Memosite, Leto would tug upon the mental bond and leash between himself and the Memosite, and send it back through the portal to the world of Swalden. Hopefully he had given the creature enough memories to sustain it for the remainder of it's time on Mizahar, and if he was lucky, the memosites would be glad for the memories he had given them, and the next time he summoned a memosite, it would hopefully be willing to share more of it's memories with him...