[ Poe chuckles, giving the throttle of his bike a little twist so the engine rumbles abruptly. ] Can't help it. I like to go fast.

[ And hey, he remembers a bit. Enough, for now. Then he's serious again, the back and forth between humor and gravity as natural as breathing. ] The memory thing happens a lot, huh. It's something they do to us. But it's not perfect, either, lucky us.