"So Igor told me." The real one with the squeaky voice, not the fake. That's going to take a lot of getting used to. "And according to the board, people have gone home and texted back, and confirmed we return to the moment we left....

"I don't know. I'm still going to worry about that." Though less than he would have done if Ren hadn't been right here. He brushes his hair behind his ear, Madonna-calm; then he smiles again.

"I should have known you'd be the one with all the inside theories about cognitive psience. Well, you and the... other yous."