ChapterEight
FG: How are you feeling?
Piper: FG? Really? Couldn’t you add your name as Finnegan Gil?
FG: Does it matter?
Piper: Who are you?
FG: I thought you knew. I’m Finnegan Gil.
Piper: But you’re adopted?
Finn: How are you feeling?
Piper: The memory loss, is that true? You can’t remember your past?
Finn: I’m asking one simple question, how are you doing?
Piper: Not okay. Everything hurts. I miss my family. I’m worried about them… the list is long.
Finn: Are you taking your meds?
Piper: Only the antibiotics. I don’t like painkillers. You would know if you…
Piper: What happened?
Finn: Someone almost kidnapped you. I saved you.
Finn: This is the part where you say thank you.
Piper: Don’t be fucking obtuse. I’m talking about you. What happened to you?
Finn: I don’t understand the question.
Piper: When we were in Seattle, I saw you. I saw your face. Your steel eyes stared at me… it was you, but it’s not you.
Finn: So, you knew me?
Piper: Of course I do. Why can’t you recognize me?
Finn: I thought we went through this before. I have amnesia.
Piper: Is that why you didn’t come back?
Finn: Back where?
Piper: Home.
Finn: Where did we meet?
Piper: Seattle.
Finn: Not in Panama?
Piper: No, why would I be there?
Finn: We shouldn’t be talking.