The question about Canada... stops Victor short. He's not sure he's ever wondered before whether the Canada he lives in is the only one, or whether there are several. Surely it's at least the most important one, since it's lucky enough to have Victor in it.
"I... don't know," he admits. "It might be the second one? You'd have to ask April or Flan, they've actually been outside! They're here too. They've both taught me a lot, but I forgot some of it." Having your brain spread in thousands of teeny tiny pieces among thousands of teeny tiny creatures is not the most efficient system for reliable recall.
Meanwhile, one of those teeny tiny creatures has sniffed its way over to the pork lying neglected in a little puddle of broth, and all of a sudden there are a dozen more, running over, circling the liquid and waving their antennae excitedly.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Is this what you wanted to know what it was?"
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"I... don't know," he admits. "It might be the second one? You'd have to ask April or Flan, they've actually been outside! They're here too. They've both taught me a lot, but I forgot some of it." Having your brain spread in thousands of teeny tiny pieces among thousands of teeny tiny creatures is not the most efficient system for reliable recall.
Meanwhile, one of those teeny tiny creatures has sniffed its way over to the pork lying neglected in a little puddle of broth, and all of a sudden there are a dozen more, running over, circling the liquid and waving their antennae excitedly.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Is this what you wanted to know what it was?"