"I remember being out of my mind," Harrison said, looking up to meet Ethan's eyes. He frowned and pointed at him. "I also remember you not being much of a help... Listen."

He moved to sit down in a nearby chair and gestured for Ethan to follow suit. He sighed as soon as he'd seated himself.

"I know how you're feeling, all right? But trust me, what you think you remember..." He looked up at him. "It isn't real."