[ Something scratches between his memories, some kind of pest. There's one, which means there's a thousand--tiny thoughts scrabbling between the bigger ones, just out of sight. She reminds him of someone, but hell if he can place it now. That's okay--it'll come to him. For now, he keeps walking. They've got plenty to go over. ]
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[ Something scratches between his memories, some kind of pest. There's one, which means there's a thousand--tiny thoughts scrabbling between the bigger ones, just out of sight. She reminds him of someone, but hell if he can place it now. That's okay--it'll come to him. For now, he keeps walking. They've got plenty to go over. ]
Welcome to the fire, Julie.