Hurt? What? That made Dan look round at Jack, just as the memory started talking about pups needing to take their medicine. But he'd looked away, he'd stopped staring at it and Jack was there instead.
"I... What? You're hurting yourself?" he asked, and then forced himself to turn his back on the memory. It had helped in the food court, it would help here as well. His thoughts were scattered and he was starting to feel like he was in a double dream again, but he kept looking at his dad.