"Terra," he speaks her name softly, trying to ground her back to where she is. "You can't remember what's come before, so you're scared that all of this could just disappear at any moment. That's a real fear. This is real. Or, whatever we experience, that's all we can ever know of reality. Sounds complicated, but it means you can trust this."

"Leave the past in the past. Let that be the bad dream you're waking up from. It doesn't have to control who you are now."

"If you've got to take it one day at a time, re-learn everything you knew, that's really all the rest of us are doing. Coming here, everything's messed up for all of us. But don't let that drag you into despair." He puts a hand out again, gently lets it touch hers, without grabbing. "This is real. You don't have to be afraid of here."