Dave shrugged. “Could be or it could just be duplicate, something similar to the one that was given.” He said looking around. Still lost, still confused, still with no idea what to do next but he didn’t think that was the one he’d given. It seemed to...new. Standing he stretched and looked around. A few people had stopped to take a closer look at what was happening and it made him uneasy.<br/><br/>“I don’t think he’s part of this but I think we do need to get out of here.” He said not liking all the attention. Taking her hand in his he led her down the street. The people who’d gathered dispersed but a few of their eyes followed. “He might have been a mirage or a projection of some sort. Although I cannot fathom why they would have it for something so trivial.” He said wondering what the trouble was with having the memory of his mother, or sister, or whoever that person was. Looking to her again he said; “Sorry for pulling you along, I didn’t feel quite comfortable there anymore. I guess I don’t like to be in crowds either.”