Yeah. We haven't had to cross the bridge yet. But I guess I'll owe him one by the time I get back home.

[Something she hoped she could do, but it felt like her chances of doing that were getting slimmer the more time went by.

But she'll push those thoughts away for now.]

Kind of? It's complicated. There's like him- And the soul of his past life that has all those memories occupying the same body.

And the line between them keeps getting blurrier as they merge into single person. So one of them knows right now, and the other doesn't.

But eventually he will, and they'll be one person.

[There's a pause and she shrugs.]

It's kind of terrifying to think about- and I imagine actually go through.