[ Silence falls between them and Alan pauses for a moment, waiting and listening until he raises his eyes, wondering what thoughts are going through her mind now. He wouldn't dare ask unless she indicates in that subtle way of hers that she's willing to talk. Maybe I haven't respected her space enough. She's a private person, and she keeps a lot inside. Maybe... Maybe I shouldn't look.

He can determine a lot about a person simply by looking at them and observing them, but maybe Jesse doesn't like that. Maybe Jesse doesn't want to be read like an open book. Maybe he needs to learn to not study people in the way that he does.

Maybe he needs to be different. He's already forgotten pieces of his own life, so... maybe reinvention is the key. Being different is the key. But who is he going to be? Staring down the idea that he's lost his sense of identity is a daunting task, and Alan knows he has no idea where to even begin. All he knows is that he feels like an impostor using the name Alan Wake, and that feeling only grows the longer he spends chasing thoughts around in his head.

Maybe he shouldn't try. Maybe if he's not talking about himself, it'll be easier. ]

Yeah. He's a good agent and a good friend. Maybe after all this, I can look him up. At least give him a call. Knowing him, he's doing just fine. I bet he likes it in Hollywood. And... [ Alan pauses for a moment, wondering if he should really voice what's on his mind. In the end, he decides to go for it. ] And I hope that Bright Falls didn't mess him up too much.

[ Another thing that's my fault. The list of things that isn't my fault would be shorter. ]

Are you fond of weird?