You think? [ miles rolls his eyes to mirror bel, letting his cheek tip against his propped up hand. ] One of these days, Bel, I'm going to blow a hole in their curtain right open, and all their secrets are going to just come spilling out.

[ he gestures vaguely with his other hand, distantly imagining something like a hole punched in the glass of an aquarium, water rushing out along with all the fish. then he sighs. ]

But until then, we're at the mercy of their cagey horseshit. I don't like it, but if I'm missing memories of an entire person... [ he shrugs. ] It's something I have to consider.