"He must have." It was a blade runner, and K is a rogue replicant. He hasn't been trying to think about it left alone in this room but now Jesus is here and K focuses on the sound of his breathing and makes himself try.

"I've been... Dreaming about one. And about -" Thinking too hard about the manufacturing line brings the sweltering darkness rushing back and he grips the edge of the bed, dizzy. "I woke up in the bathtub. Orla found me. I think he retired me."