Oh, good. Welcome to the Amnesia Club, your badge is coming in the non-existent mailbox neither of us have.
[ Peter offers her a salute like he thinks the boy scouts do, or maybe they don't and he's just setting out to make a bigger idiot of himself than the record allows.
He blows a huff of breath out, face in hands, and tries again. ]
Sorry, I - uh. Guess I do this thing where when I'm freaked out, I just make really stupid jokes. [ He shrugs a shoulder, hapless. ] I woke up and started wandering around, hoping something would jog my memory. And then there was the scream, and basically you're the first person I've met here who hasn't given me the ol' pat-on-the-shoulder-and-smile like I'm the weird one.
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[ Peter offers her a salute like he thinks the boy scouts do, or maybe they don't and he's just setting out to make a bigger idiot of himself than the record allows.
He blows a huff of breath out, face in hands, and tries again. ]
Sorry, I - uh. Guess I do this thing where when I'm freaked out, I just make really stupid jokes. [ He shrugs a shoulder, hapless. ] I woke up and started wandering around, hoping something would jog my memory. And then there was the scream, and basically you're the first person I've met here who hasn't given me the ol' pat-on-the-shoulder-and-smile like I'm the weird one.