*can't help but take in every word, standing so close and looking you in the eye (as the camera captures it moment-by-moment)—and for an instant he can see the I taught them in you, far more clearly than the superstar*
*responds with a look that's mostly confusion, but holds a tinge of wary hope* But what if I was born to be Elliott? And he's supposed to be Ethan? *lip-bite* I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but I don't know how to tell them that I'm happy, not remembering.