[ He pauses then as if willing himself to remember. Her words are familiar and he feels a tug inside him as if something is trying to get him to remember her and remember speaking with her before. Something else is fighting back against that tug, but Alan tries to fight off that something else as well. ]

I'm trying to remember it, but I- I feel like I'm falling. Drowning but not drowning. Why do I feel like I'm falling? [ The question is said mostly to himself but loud enough that she can hear it. ] I think something's happened, but I definitely remember you. You, and the you that I know. But if I remember you, then that makes you someone I know too.

[ Trying to puzzle that out just makes his head hurt. ]

How's that going for you? [ Not great, if she's still trying. ] I hope you find him someday soon. I don't know what I need. I can't make sense of this story, but that's not stopping it from pulling me along with it. I have no idea where this story is going. I don't think Alice is even a part of it, but that's what got me tangled up in it in the first place.

[ He gazes around the apartment briefly before turning back to her. ]

I'm going to miss this place. It was going to be our home for the foreseeable future. [ But he shrugs. Maybe some things are just meant to be, including this. ]

Uh... I think things are going well. Well, not well, considering what we're dealing with, but it's been good. As good as it's going to get. What about the me that you know? I know you're still trying to find him, but- how are things with you?