"I think that's a matter of perspective," she says, of them being in the Cape, glancing out at the cold ocean around them. Fortescue's glad that she has her coat on, even if getting one from a friendly member of staff might only take a bat of her eyelashes and a few clever words. "But I, ah. Can't say I've ended up in someone's memories before."

Giving his shoulder a gentle poke, she smiles. "You seem quite solid. So either I'm not real or... I don't know, they laced our food with something."