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Quentin Smith, 23

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[pharmacy]

Tell him that. Tell him you don't want to be Queen. Tell him anything in the dream that he hasn't heard. Maybe that's something you need to get out of your head. Put it to rest with him. You can't change the past. Worrying about the people stuck there...it's no good, Gil.

[seaboard]

[ She chews on her lip, long and unsure, thinking it through. ]

I... I shall try it, if it comes to me next.

[ If her fear would release her long enough to let her speak at all. ]

[pharmacy]

Tell me how that goes. Don't--don't let him control your dreams, too.

[seaboard]

... Thank you.

And... thank you for listening, to me.

[ It went unsaid, how much she never admitted to anything that hurt her. ]

[pharmacy]

Any time. You know you've got me.