I’m talking about the memories we get. I saw everything in those.

[ then again, that might seem pretty confusing— his memories mesh together so easily with his current life sometimes, it’s almost hard to tell apart. maybe because he doesn’t truly differentiate. ]

I know what it’s like to have no one, but then have so many people behind you— you’d think you were blind before. [ a pause. ] Which life do you want to hear?