[ Greg's mouth opens, then closes. Something's nagging at him. At first it was an inkling, but the longer he stays at here, the more sure he is that something very important is right in front of him.
It's distracting, and on top of that Doctor's question is no small note. He takes a breath through his nose, the attempt at a pleasant attitude falling to the wayside. There's no way to smile while going over that subject. ]
Plenty. We're not who we thought we were. They did something to us that made us forget.
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It's distracting, and on top of that Doctor's question is no small note. He takes a breath through his nose, the attempt at a pleasant attitude falling to the wayside. There's no way to smile while going over that subject. ]
Plenty. We're not who we thought we were. They did something to us that made us forget.