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[Eames happens to be in a library at the moment (or what appears to be one, in any case), and is walking along the outside line of the shelves, grinning.]

This isn't half bad, really. I could offer a few suggestions, of course, but just the lack of projections means it's cosier than most dreams I've visited.

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[ Zachary shrugs. ]

That really doesn't surprise me here. Anyway, how have you been?

[Surprising or not, Arthur doesn't like not being able to remember things. He's still bothered by it, but does his best to ignore it.]

Well enough. I feel like I'm still learning exactly what this is. [Which has nothing to do with the fact that he's stubborn. Oh no.] You?

Just peachy. What 'this' is?

Just this place. The people. The fact that it isn't a dream. [Or his totem's-- no, no. We're not even remotely entertaining that thought. Nope.]

What is it with people and assuming anyplace that isn't home is suddenly not real?

Is it better or worse than assuming kidnapping?

Good question. But what if it's neither?

I realize that now. It's just not the first line of thought.

Yes, but why is that?

What was your first assumption then?

[ Shrugs. ]

That something weird had happened?

That's all? No attempts to explain it to yourself?

Okay, see—the thing is? It's not so easy for me to tell what's going on right away. So I gather more facts from talking to people... and by then, whoever I'm talking to usually knows more than I do. The problem tends to fix itself.

[Arthur nods. It makes sense, anyway.]

I'm used to piecing thing together for myself.

Even if the pieces end up being the wrong ones?

In theory, it'll correct itself.

You'd be surprised.

True. At least I'm not killing myself trying to wake up. [You left out a key word there, Arthur. That word is "anymore".]

That's... an improvement, yeah. [ Not to mention people can't die anymore anyway. ]

[Gotta love world differences. ... Weird conversation track, though. Subject change.]

How long have you been here?

"Here" is kind of weirdly relative. If you mean this... area... then not very long. If you mean this place, then about four months.

"Here" isn't the only thing weirdly relative. [He shakes his head. But at least he sounds somewhat amused - he's been here too long to be aggravated by it.]

Yeah?

Where, when... [He shrugs.]

[ Just quirks a brow. He can't see that shrug, but he hears it. ]