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"
Well
,
"
she
said
,
her
eyes
flickering
as
if
she
was
embarrassed
by
his
sudden
gloom
.
"
Anyway
...
it
's
kind
of
like
that
.
"
"
Really
clears
things
up
.
"
Teresa
shrugged
.
"
You
did
n't
tell
anyone
,
did
you
?
They
'd
think
we
're
crazy
.
"
"
Well
...
when
it
first
happened
,
I
did
.
But
I
think
Newt
just
thinks
I
was
stressed
out
or
something
.
"
Thomas
felt
fidgety
,
like
he
'd
go
nuts
if
he
did
n't
move
.
He
stood
up
,
started
pacing
in
front
of
her
.
"
We
need
to
figure
things
out
.
That
weird
note
you
had
about
being
the
last
person
to
ever
come
here
,
your
coma
,
the
fact
you
can
talk
to
me
telepathically
.
Any
ideas
?
"
Teresa
followed
him
with
her
eyes
as
he
walked
back
and
forth
.
"
Save
your
breath
and
quit
asking
.
All
I
have
are
faint
impressions
--
that
you
and
I
were
important
,
that
we
were
used
somehow
.
That
we
're
smart
.
That
we
came
here
for
a
reason
.
I
know
I
triggered
the
Ending
,
whatever
that
means
.
"
She
groaned
,
her
face
reddening
.
"
My
memories
are
as
useless
as
yours
.
"
Thomas
knelt
down
in
front
of
her
.
"
No
,
they
're
not
.
I
mean
,
the
fact
that
you
knew
my
memory
had
been
wiped
without
asking
me
--
and
this
other
stuff
.
You
're
way
ahead
of
me
and
everybody
else
.
"
Their
eyes
met
for
a
long
time
;
it
looked
like
her
mind
was
spinning
,
trying
to
make
sense
of
it
all
.
I
just
do
n't
know
,
she
said
in
his
mind
.
"
There
you
go
again
,
"
Thomas
said
aloud
,
though
he
was
relieved
that
her
trick
did
n't
really
freak
him
out
anymore
.
"
How
do
you
do
that
?
"
