Re: [Hookerville: Hannah & Reece]
"Was it bad to be that honest? I think I'm supposed to just smile and be happy and not worry about that kind of stuff, but I think about it a lot. Maybe I'm the third me or something. I don't know if I was a new build. If I wasn't, did I make it here before and I forgot? Maybe I had people I loved and I can't remember them. What if I show up at work tomorrow and they decide they're done with this test, and they send me back for reprogramming? Once the military's done with me, that's what'll happen. I might get scrapped or sold again to another Marcus." It was a ramble of thoughts, and it was a ramble that was bloated with things Hannah had never said aloud before. Only two people here knew what she was, and maybe it was kind of obvious that she was going to be unable to keep it all in forever. She was just really mostly sorry it was Reece, because she knew he didn't really like heavy things much.
But he was talking, and she was listening, and she understood where the misunderstanding had been. "Oh! I understand. Okay. So you have this life, your real life, and this other thing that doesn't fit." She understood now, and she was a curious little bird, blink and head to shoulder, and she shook her head when he said he was probably insane. "No, no, don't. Don't do that. It's okay. It's okay to look into it, too, Reece. I promise. We can look into it."