"I guess we can't prove you're not dreaming," Cosima says, dubious. "Though it's kind of weird of you to dream me partial amnesia and the sensation of having been here for months. Just saying."

She wants to go to Delphine, to hold her and ask if that felt like a hallucination. But something in Delphine's manner keeps her hovering back. She seems worn down, resigned in a way that's worrying.