[He looks up, thoughtful. He takes a moment to think but ultimately has to offer a helpless shrug.]

I don't know. I figure I must have. It seems like a memory? And, last time, she said my last name. I hadn't known what it was before, so I figured it must be a memory. But then, maybe it is all in my head.

[Technically, yes-]

I'd think if it just that though, I'd dream of something... I don't know. Bigger. Like my own place.