He can't help but laugh: there is nowhere else to go. But he stifles it quickly.
She really doesn't remember.
He orders pancakes for both of them, and tea, and turns back to Faye as the rat moves off: he's not going to try explaining how the bar works yet, or even where they are. There are things he needs to find out first.
"Faye, what do you remember?" He almost wants to tell her this isn't the first time she's lost her memory; he remembers her story about that man named Witney only too well.
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Date: 2007-06-27 05:56 am (UTC)She really doesn't remember.
He orders pancakes for both of them, and tea, and turns back to Faye as the rat moves off: he's not going to try explaining how the bar works yet, or even where they are. There are things he needs to find out first.
"Faye, what do you remember?" He almost wants to tell her this isn't the first time she's lost her memory; he remembers her story about that man named Witney only too well.
One step at a time.