So you're remembering stuff that didn't happen, too?
[Maybe he doesn't have to pretend as much as he expected to with this lady--she's already aware their heads have been messed with. That's a load off. Why he has a vague impression of her at a lecture podium or... some kind of hands-on instructor?... is still a mystery, but at least they can both agree it's not natural.
Jack nods in agreement. A living dream spun from half-baked fantasies and cotton candy is the perfect way to describe how a soldier comes to live in a place he's always wanted to live in--a peaceful, happy place. It's exactly like a dream. (But without them, dreams are meaningless, even the nice ones.)]
An English teacher... I think I-- [Putting a hand to his temple, he wrinkles his nose, trying to clutch the thread hanging tantalizingly within reach.] I feel like I've seen you teaching other things. What about combat lessons? That ring a bell?
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[Maybe he doesn't have to pretend as much as he expected to with this lady--she's already aware their heads have been messed with. That's a load off. Why he has a vague impression of her at a lecture podium or... some kind of hands-on instructor?... is still a mystery, but at least they can both agree it's not natural.
Jack nods in agreement. A living dream spun from half-baked fantasies and cotton candy is the perfect way to describe how a soldier comes to live in a place he's always wanted to live in--a peaceful, happy place. It's exactly like a dream. (But without them, dreams are meaningless, even the nice ones.)]
An English teacher... I think I-- [Putting a hand to his temple, he wrinkles his nose, trying to clutch the thread hanging tantalizingly within reach.] I feel like I've seen you teaching other things. What about combat lessons? That ring a bell?