[Nice, light conversation for a couple of guys like them to be having, isn't it? Tim huffs through his nose, glancing away, across the tabletop.]
Me neither.
[Not really used to the thought that he has one. But here, in Wonderland, with any hope of a back door having been cut and polished and cornered away, it looks like he'll have to accept that, like it or not, one exists.
In the loose sense.]
I dunno. Never really put a lot of stock in memories, anyway.
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Me neither.
[Not really used to the thought that he has one. But here, in Wonderland, with any hope of a back door having been cut and polished and cornered away, it looks like he'll have to accept that, like it or not, one exists.
In the loose sense.]
I dunno. Never really put a lot of stock in memories, anyway.