It's hardly the first time Noah's spoken of his friends from home, but Freddie's never really considered that they could all have arrived here from different points in time. He wonders how strange that would be, to remember something your friends don't, if that would be more or less weird than hearing about something you've not done.

And then there's Noah who, from the sounds of it, knows it all. At least everything from back home.

"You like it better here then?" he asks, still genuinely curious as he wiggles his toes against Noah's chest. "Not going 'round and 'round but always in a straight line?"