"I... really know you? You aren't just a stranger." He means for it to be a question, but his tone carries a finality. No matter how hard it is to remember... Jeremy is part of his life. He has been for longer than he remembers.

He isn't sure what to say at everything Jeremy is trying to explain to him. The information he gets isn't enough for him to piece it together, but it does remind him just enough to get his head throbbing again. He massages his temples, sighing softly.

"I don't know if I can handle a drug trip... or like, any of this." He looks up to study his friend a little more closely.

"If I take this blue pill, like in the Matrix, are you just... never gonna tell me why I remember you? Because I don't want that. I want to, to figure this shit out. Even if I have a meltdown, I mean, at least I'll know why."