[Was he in her head? Or was she in his? Which is preferable, fuck - can't say. He couldn't remember then but he can remember now, vividly, what it was for the Director's words to be leaking out of his mouth, for the Alpha to be screaming his way through the process of fracturing his digital soul, Wash's synapses his mouthpiece across years and years of scoured memory.]
[And she remembers.]
So either we're both crazy now, or there's something bigger going on.
[He says it offhand, simply. He's been crazy before. This isn't full-on fubar compared to what it could be. Shared dreams, failing psyches - been there and done that.]
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[And she remembers.]
So either we're both crazy now, or there's something bigger going on.
[He says it offhand, simply. He's been crazy before. This isn't full-on fubar compared to what it could be. Shared dreams, failing psyches - been there and done that.]
[Kind of.]