"Since May," Gene says. "It's August now." But his shoulders sag with relief, because Tony didn't forget. "If I ever expected to see you again here, it wasn't going to be on a shunt."

It's really him, he's here, and he remembers. Gene never thought he'd be so lucky. He'd never even dreamed it.

Gene took a step closer, and then another step, and then hugged Tony as hard as he could.