As it continues on, she decides to look where it’s coming from. Thousands of years and she hasn’t become cynical. “Let me summarize,” he says, “You can fly, even though it’s not physically possible, you can teleport from one place to another, you’re as old as mankind, you can read my mind, and I should believe you when you say that I’m not hallucinating?”
“You missed the fact that you’re the only one that can see me, and I can’t really read your mind, it’s just a bond that we share, but other than that, yes.”
Dave leans back on his chair, lets his head fall into his neck, and looks at the ceiling. You can sit back down.”
The rest of the day was long and almost as boring as expected. Even though, it sometimes feels like it. Nobody but you.”
Dave takes another spoon of his breakfast. An earthquake? Time doesn’t stop. “Wait,” he says, “I don’t want to know.
