[He listens and ... it all makes sense, as far as dream logic goes. He knows the crashed car, won't comment on that.]
You talk to it?
[Wait.]
Dream, right, right...
[All it does is make him circle back to wanting to ask Jaime about his AI. He isn't sure that's on the table to talk about yet. He'll just sip his drink instead until the conversation goes somewhere else.]
no subject
You talk to it?
[Wait.]
Dream, right, right...
[All it does is make him circle back to wanting to ask Jaime about his AI. He isn't sure that's on the table to talk about yet. He'll just sip his drink instead until the conversation goes somewhere else.]