I remember it all: I remember being the one in the test chamber; I remember the shaking; I remember you, Jules, yelling something about the settings being off, about danger; I remember everyone scrambling for the panic button but no one quite getting there. And then — or, now — here we are, kids again, far from the lab and from the people we… will become.
It's odd being six and having a degree in theoretical physics.
We'll get there again, we just have to be careful not to avoid all the little accidents that led us there. Then we'll fix it.