Tim's not surprised. There are still those horrible gaps in his own history, and he can't imagine that dying and getting resurrected to a year earlier in a world apart has done Jay's memory any favors.

"I dunno." He shrugs unhelpfully. It's an interesting question, but it's not like he knows the science of it. Zero caarks and cocks her head, eyeing Jay with one bright, black eye.

"Maybe you should be asking why yours is a guy," she says pointedly. "There was the other woman - hers was a 'he'."

"Oh. Bee, right." Those memories are odd and distant in the way dreams are, but he can still remember Simonides. Tim regards Omit, baffled. It feels like there should be a rhyme or reason to this, but there's no pattern. "That's a little weird."