[He keeps waiting for that recognition that he now knows won't come. It's just that instinct still weighs in his chest, the expectation for something that goes beyond what ironclad logic should suggest.]
[But sooner or later, it's going to start to get obvious. More obvious. Tim sighs. Might as well get this over with.]
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[He keeps waiting for that recognition that he now knows won't come. It's just that instinct still weighs in his chest, the expectation for something that goes beyond what ironclad logic should suggest.]
[But sooner or later, it's going to start to get obvious. More obvious. Tim sighs. Might as well get this over with.]
You don't remember me.