He is still there, and he's smiling brilliantly. A half-recalled memory flickers behind his eyes, running in a field with his childhood friend Annette... but was it a field or a park? Was she in a chemise or a jumper? Details are... hazy, at best, and his smile fades slightly, but it doesn't stop him from approaching as well.

Maybe it's better to live in the now, rather than in memories. Some of those memories hurt, after all. And thus, the God Machine beats on.

"That was a good landing. Do you think you've got it now?" If she does... He realizes he's completely forgotten about sending her to her aunt, and it's only getting later. "You should really get home, either way." And he should get his focus back. It's lucky that they weren't attacked already!