[ Booker doesn't add that even if they manage to find a way back home, their time would resume as it was. His exile would resume as it was. He wouldn't see her, wouldn't really have that opportunity to join her for those desserts.
Truthfully, he'd be somewhere, blackout drinking. ]
So, if we're going with our imaginations, no limitations on what we could do with the rest of our mortality — what else would you do?
[ Better to talk of other far-off things, right? ]
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Truthfully, he'd be somewhere, blackout drinking. ]
So, if we're going with our imaginations, no limitations on what we could do with the rest of our mortality — what else would you do?
[ Better to talk of other far-off things, right? ]