Nick closes his eyes again, trying to shut the voices out. Is this his memory? Or one of Rey's from when she lived through his dreams? And were those dreams even as real as the evidence made them seem?

He shakes his head again. He can't do this -- not now.

"She saw this," he tries to explain, hoping it'll give him some time to right himself out. He can still hear the fighting, blows becoming heavier, all set to the hum of fluorescent lights and electronics. "The gods had us live through each other's dreams. This one isn't what we're looking for."