"Are you...sure? You could just-- Ah, of course you're sure. My mistake. Sorry."

He took the album in his hands. He stared at it dumbly, as though waiting for her to change her mind. Eventually, he came to terms with it, nodding.

What was he supposed to do? She was happy not remembering. It wasn't his place to force anything onto her, regardless of how much he'd want to. All he could do is wait, and hope that the experiment was a failure.

"Did you want anything else? Anything? Anything at all?"