"I wouldn't know." Raleigh smiles, and seems to be taking it all in stride, and accepting that his memory is gone. He figures that if it comes back, great, but if it doesn't, he can't really do anything about it, so there's no use worrying about it.
"I mean, I'm sorry but, I- don't remember you, us." A hard truth, that he knows they both know, but feels as though it needed to be stated. "But," he looks at a picture of the two of them, "he," referring to himself, "looks happy to be with you. And, I owe it to him, and you, and myself, to work on the whole, us, thing." Okay, so he's not the most articulate, give him a break, he did just lose his memory after all.
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on 2019-02-28 04:45 am (UTC)"I mean, I'm sorry but, I- don't remember you, us." A hard truth, that he knows they both know, but feels as though it needed to be stated. "But," he looks at a picture of the two of them, "he," referring to himself, "looks happy to be with you. And, I owe it to him, and you, and myself, to work on the whole, us, thing." Okay, so he's not the most articulate, give him a break, he did just lose his memory after all.