He nods, slowly. It's a good story; it lines up, fills in gaps he'd not expected to have filled today. God drums his fingers on the table and thinks about the implications of somewhere far away.
"Do you think there's any trace left of the memories? The places you could go to learn their stories, in that world... were they carried over to this one? I've been told there's some overlap."
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He nods, slowly. It's a good story; it lines up, fills in gaps he'd not expected to have filled today. God drums his fingers on the table and thinks about the implications of somewhere far away.
"Do you think there's any trace left of the memories? The places you could go to learn their stories, in that world... were they carried over to this one? I've been told there's some overlap."