[Capa's deal had simply been to come aboard and study. What more did he need? But the more he talked to people, the more he began to miss having a life. And the more he began to think of changing his deal. But not yet. Not now. Now, he just wanted this.]

So what if it is? We'll all wake up eventually. [He sighed.] Days. Months. Years. As long as I have a purpose, something to do, fabricated or not, then what is the difference between reality and a dream? [It was a bit of a change from his earlier way of thinking. Maybe he was over analyzing. Or maybe it was the alcohol.]