"I wish it could be more," he says, utterly at a loss to describe how much he hates the lack of awareness. "I want to wake up and remember everything. As it stands, all I know is what I see here. I know about the dinosaurs and the jukebox and the strange city beneath us. I know about the kitchen and the strip club and this place. I know all the people and I know you. I just wish I knew how I know you, because I do. Mary Margaret, I have never been more sure that I know you."