"Ah, yes," he replies. "I suppose that I was lucky that you found me when I did. I do not suppose we will know when next we will be able to meet each other...?"
He suddenly feels very lonely, in truth. He and Claire had grown quite close, over these past few months, and even if she does not have the memory of these things -- knowing she is here and not being able to speak to her, the singular friend he has in this place. He supposes he should remedy that as soon as possible, naturally, and make what friends he can in Thorne, but it is easier said than done when one is used to living with certain social cues that now simply do not exist.
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"Ah, yes," he replies. "I suppose that I was lucky that you found me when I did. I do not suppose we will know when next we will be able to meet each other...?"
He suddenly feels very lonely, in truth. He and Claire had grown quite close, over these past few months, and even if she does not have the memory of these things -- knowing she is here and not being able to speak to her, the singular friend he has in this place. He supposes he should remedy that as soon as possible, naturally, and make what friends he can in Thorne, but it is easier said than done when one is used to living with certain social cues that now simply do not exist.