[he obviously puts up no resistance since he's... giving the book back of his own free will...]
I see. Three books from sometime before you became you. A shoreline in the late 80s, dotted with date palms. All very good details to work from. [he shoves his hands in his pockets.] I take it you'd like me to leave you alone now.
Understandable. [he... is going to respect this guy's privacy and not ask "wait, how do you sleep? do you have a normal bedroom in there? do you wear footie pajamas with a little night cap???"]
I'll leave you to it, then. You know where to find me, and I, you. Sweet dreams. [or more accurately: sweet memory recall, if you're incredibly unlucky!]
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I see. Three books from sometime before you became you. A shoreline in the late 80s, dotted with date palms. All very good details to work from. [he shoves his hands in his pockets.] I take it you'd like me to leave you alone now.
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I'll leave you to it, then. You know where to find me, and I, you. Sweet dreams. [or more accurately: sweet memory recall, if you're incredibly
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Until we meet again. [he pushes off the wall, turns, and then walks directly into the sealed door, passing through it as if it weren't even there.]