[You show me yours and I'll show you mine? Quentin nods, looking up.]
That's... really fucked up. I died? Or, I lost my friends in grizzly accidents. Oh, and once, I lost my Shade and killed a lot of people. But. She reset them all. Until I got right.
[The sandwich is fine. It's probably a perfectly good sandwich, being completely wasted on Quentin.]
I- [a deep breath, because. Dean, as kind as he is, is not going to be the first person Quentin ever talks to about the Time key, but Quentin is the worst liar.]
We never found out either way. Why the memories are still there? If it really happened or if it was just. Something that happened outside of time. [Fifty years was a lot of time spent on it, though, and Quentin still remembers being 30, 52 and 70. Working at the mosaic, trying to solve a puzzle he no longer believed in and had stopped hoping for a solution to, years ago.] It was just one of those things. Do you remember? Those other realities?
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That's... really fucked up. I died? Or, I lost my friends in grizzly accidents. Oh, and once, I lost my Shade and killed a lot of people. But. She reset them all. Until I got right.
[The sandwich is fine. It's probably a perfectly good sandwich, being completely wasted on Quentin.]
I- [a deep breath, because. Dean, as kind as he is, is not going to be the first person Quentin ever talks to about the Time key, but Quentin is the worst liar.]
We never found out either way. Why the memories are still there? If it really happened or if it was just. Something that happened outside of time. [Fifty years was a lot of time spent on it, though, and Quentin still remembers being 30, 52 and 70. Working at the mosaic, trying to solve a puzzle he no longer believed in and had stopped hoping for a solution to, years ago.] It was just one of those things. Do you remember? Those other realities?