"Who says it wasn't real?" There's something strained in his voice, because processing all of it is...difficult, but there are too many things about that life he refuses to just throw away. The memories don't quite feel like his - and it's starker than last time, because Earth is so different - but they linger like...
Like a dream.
"I think we get to decide what's true and what isn't."
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Like a dream.
"I think we get to decide what's true and what isn't."