[He stops trying to parse what he just saw long enough to holster his shotgun behind him and grab a spare labcoat to toss over Mr. Monaghan's shoulders. The old man jumps a little, then looks up.]
How're you feeling?
"Where in hell am I? Where's my meatloaf?"
[Gordon looks over to Rex.] They don't normally remember anything afterward...?
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[He stops trying to parse what he just saw long enough to holster his shotgun behind him and grab a spare labcoat to toss over Mr. Monaghan's shoulders. The old man jumps a little, then looks up.]
How're you feeling?
"Where in hell am I? Where's my meatloaf?"
[Gordon looks over to Rex.] They don't normally remember anything afterward...?