"Yes!" Joly grins. "--No, no, I liked him-- well, that's..underselling it a bit..."

He leaves the coffee to brew and settles back on the bed. "...And you had Guignon, except that wasn't her name, but I can't remember what her name really was? And they were very important, very-- it's that dream-thing, isn't it, where something's so important that you can never explain it? But she was dear, too. Just as you are. I mean, exactly as you are, it was the same thing? --You and her-- and--and did we have the same dream?!?"

In a way it's nice to not be the only one remembering odd things, but this is even more baffling.