[there's something about his words that make her head ache. things start to surface in her mind, tries to unfurl.

but it's not quite there. it's like something is preventing those thoughts from surfacing, almost like there's a lid on it.

she groans in frustration, and shakes her head.]

Yeah, you're definitely on something.

[even though there's a pulling in the back of her head... as if something's telling her he's right.]

You don't have more than that? You're sure you're not just paranoid? Woke up from a bad dream?