[ That long pause, "no future me" - he can relate to that, and he can't suppress the frown that reflects that. ]

It's always been one of those classic what ifs - what would you tell your younger self, given the chance. We weren't supposed to ever have the chance to act on it. Not that the City is short on impossibilities, by my recollection, but...

[ But this is too much. ]

I doubt there would be anything to say that would matter, anyway. We don't take it back with us - or, at least, I didn't.