[ With a sigh, Harrison takes off his hat, setting it down on the floor, then takes the peas from Cisco and presses it against his forehead. It takes him a moment to respond, mostly as he tries to figure out how exactly to word it. Even if it's happened to him before — not the head trauma, though — it's still disconcerting. ]
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I went back again.
[ It's rough, but quiet. ]