[He tilts his head. He remembers that, yeah, remembers her in a coma-- but he remembers when she woke, too. And he sort of wants to pursue that, and he sort of wants to ask about this bizarre Canadian city (where he was? Possibly)-- but he's tired, too, and so he says simply:]
Well, good you're outta it, then.
C'mon. Tell me somethin' else. Somethin' good about here. We can talk about all that crap later.
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Well, good you're outta it, then.
C'mon. Tell me somethin' else. Somethin' good about here. We can talk about all that crap later.