— Think of it like this. Everything in this void the space where the candy bar once was but is now in my stomach, is the past.
‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ And everything that's remaining is the future encased in chocolate.
‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ I have no interest in this emptiness, you know, the who, what, why of your past. You got here, that's all that matters.
‐ But if you really want to know someone deeper, it does matter. It does. You have to know the whole package.
‐ I disagree. This... the next bite, that's all that matters.
