"Hm..."
Selene's brows furrowed, eyes narrowing in sharp thought, as though trying to decipher a paradox only she could see. For a moment, I believed she was seriously considering the best answer to the maddening phenomenon we'd both witnessed.
"I still have got no idea."
Oh, you've got to be f*cking kidding me.
No no no, she's actually messing with me right now. What the actual f*ck, Selene!?
"Be honest, Selene. Seriously. What is holding you back from telling me?"
She leaned in all of a sudden, our proximity collapsing into a breath.
Her voice dropped to a whisper.
"Do you know how difficult it is to control the Void Rifter?"
Oh, so she'd thought two steps ahead—as usual.
That explains everything. Never mind, I didn't get it.
"I couldn't care less," I snapped. "Just explain it to me now."
"Fair enough," she said, like someone conceding a game she'd already won.
"Well, if memory is truly defined by your awareness, and consciousness is actually just an illusion—"
