[ Philip nods knowingly. Even without the helpful theme music he understands that it must be the same kind of wandering they've been doing. He looks back at the path he came from, into the maze. ]
I haven't been here in months. Last time...
[ The vague memory of last time led him here. Pendergast. Back then the agent was probably the closest Philip had to a friend here. The story is nagging at the back of his mind, insisting to be told. ]
Hey, did I ever tell you I actually knew an FBI agent?
[ The tone is casual, a little hesitant. Native speakers of Polite Conversationish might correctly translate to 'I am about to reminisce and this is your last chance to stop me'. ]
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I haven't been here in months. Last time...
[ The vague memory of last time led him here. Pendergast. Back then the agent was probably the closest Philip had to a friend here. The story is nagging at the back of his mind, insisting to be told. ]
Hey, did I ever tell you I actually knew an FBI agent?
[ The tone is casual, a little hesitant. Native speakers of Polite Conversationish might correctly translate to 'I am about to reminisce and this is your last chance to stop me'. ]