No, he could tell. Everything was wrong. Things were different somehow, and he didn't know how to deal with it. He didn't know how to deal with anything right now. His mother was alive, and trapped, somewhere. His girlfriend had forgotten their entire relationship, and he'd only just gotten her back. She'd taken her time, but she'd found her way back to him. And then, just as Bonnie had come back from 1994, they'd arrived here.
Looking into her eyes, he couldn't see what he normally saw there. Sure, there was still a connection, but not of the same intensity it had been that morning. He stepped back, running a hand through his hair. Not sure he wanted to hear any of this.