He wished he hadn't told her. Honesty aside, already things were beginning to go down the drain. First and foremost, he had to stop the crying.

"Hey, hey, hey, Yuri! It's not your fault. Don't feel bad." Irvine paused, then continued, "And I'm all right. So, you don't have to feel responsible." He felt more responsible; after all, he'd been the one to look into her memories without her consent. That's what it had to be -- viewing memories in the form of a dream . . .