"ROMAC, I guess," she says with a little shrug. "I'm not totally sure why. I think they aren't entirely trustworthy, but to be honest with you I don't think the Rebels are either."

His suggestion is met with a broad grin and a nod. "Bethesda Terrace!" she says. "I know that place. That's where the rift's center is, at least that's what I've heard. I'll try to remember to go there tomorrow morning. Sometimes I have trouble remembering things." Dreams are so odd. Always a little bit of a jumble when she wakes up. She taps a finger against her head, making a face like she's concentrating extra hard.

"Hopefully I'll wake up remembering," she says, smiling up at him.