[ He frowned, his brows knitting as he closed his eyes and tried to get his head back in order. But it was really hard to get his memories to line up properly. It was like things were overlapping.

With his eyes still closed, he rubbed his temple and mumbled: ]

Right. You and I hadn't even met, the last time I was here. Which means we hadn't been to Io, and the Ring hadn't been made yet, let alone gettin' them all open--

[ He opened his eyes and looked at her. ]

... And you don't remember it, do you. Somehow I skipped ahead.