[He stops, pinching the bridge of his nose. Rex is clinging to the memories, and he can kind of see why. Every one of them needed something to remember, to identify themselves with, and Rex most of all because he's only got half his past in the first place. All told, he'd probably would do the same thing.]
Arright, Rex, we'll see. [He shrugs.] I could always be wrong, God knows it's happened before.
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[He stops, pinching the bridge of his nose. Rex is clinging to the memories, and he can kind of see why. Every one of them needed something to remember, to identify themselves with, and Rex most of all because he's only got half his past in the first place. All told, he'd probably would do the same thing.]
Arright, Rex, we'll see. [He shrugs.] I could always be wrong, God knows it's happened before.