Long sat down on the bench he had parked Rosen next to. That looked like the plan.

Rosen squinted in the sun for awhile before turning to stare at Long, "Why are you doing this?" he asked.

"The doctor said to get some sun," Long replied blankly.

Rosen made a face, "Stop being nice to me," he spat.

"... I wasn't aware I was being nice," Long replied.

Rosen looked away, "Stop..." he muttered, "You just forget everything... and I'll be stuck with it all."

"... I'm not going to be sent back," Long replied after a moment.

"You will," Rosen muttered, still looking away, "It's simple to delete even years of memories of us."

"I asked Wolfe to be sent back and he said no," Long replied quietly.

Rosen snorted, "Your abuser is there, why would you want to go back?"

Long still seemed confused by that. But after another moment or two Long explained, "If I'm not going back, then my memory won't be erased."

"It'll be erased... you want to go back and eventually, you will," Rosen reasoned.

Long didn't reply.

Rosen sat in the sun for awhile with his eyes closed. "... I'm scared," he suddenly whispered. The sun treatment seemed to be working.

Long was still quiet.

Rosen fell silent again for awhile, "You make... me really mad," he muttered, "... I don't like..." he paused for a long moment, "how much you effect me."