Yes, I did. [Flynn turns the bottle in his hands because he doesn't want to look at Peter's pained expression when he says he went home and didn't remember him. But at his friend's words, he glances up.]
A month?
[That's just... He laughs at that, but the sound lacks its usual warmth, it's more biting, nasal, humorless and there's something almost unpleasant about it.
Flynn takes a sip from his Fanta.]
I went home for ten years, Peter. A month... [He shakes his head, raising the bottle, trying to catch a glimpse of his own reflection in the glass and touches his face, the corner of his eyes. No wrinkles.]
This is so weird. Is it the same body, just an upgrade of memories? But if it's the same body, why do we come back in the same body? Can't they update the body information, only the mind information?
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A month?
[That's just... He laughs at that, but the sound lacks its usual warmth, it's more biting, nasal, humorless and there's something almost unpleasant about it.
Flynn takes a sip from his Fanta.]
I went home for ten years, Peter. A month... [He shakes his head, raising the bottle, trying to catch a glimpse of his own reflection in the glass and touches his face, the corner of his eyes. No wrinkles.]
This is so weird. Is it the same body, just an upgrade of memories? But if it's the same body, why do we come back in the same body? Can't they update the body information, only the mind information?