[Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Well it's hard to remember what you don't... remember. Either he's literally just a kid with no alternate scraps of previous life that just doesn't jive with living in small town Idaho, or he's some kind of native. Which makes no sense, because first of all... BRITISH! Secondly, he follows the pattern of accident and fuzzy memories OF said accident. Thirdly... natives are more like cardboard than people. Peter's got more personality than the human embodiment of mayonnaise that is Linda.]
But you remember me. And Buck. And your dad.
[He's still fresh. Still new. In time, things might come back to him. Kenz will have to keep an eye on the kid until then. She takes another sip of her beer, watching him carefully but being subtle as frick about it. Last thing she needs is him getting suspicious or squirrely when she's still trying to figure out how much she can trust him.]
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But you remember me. And Buck. And your dad.
[He's still fresh. Still new. In time, things might come back to him. Kenz will have to keep an eye on the kid until then. She takes another sip of her beer, watching him carefully but being subtle as frick about it. Last thing she needs is him getting suspicious or squirrely when she's still trying to figure out how much she can trust him.]
Are you still in school?