“He would still know how he thought, wouldn’t he?” Siri asked, her gaze pensive. “No matter the differences this place has helped to create, the older should still know something of how he thought as a child. That could be helpful.”
She reached out, brushing her fingertips lightly against his arm before returning her hand to her cup. “It won’t last.”
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