It could but it ain't. I dunno about you, but I'm sick of worrying about shit that hasn't happened yet and maybe won't at all. It's not like any of this is even...

[ He pauses, nose wrinkling slightly. "Real" is the word on the tip of Reggie's tongue, but probably not the right one. It feels right, but he just shrugs instead of finishing that thought properly. ]

Man. What's so great about traveling?