[He's not wrong. Cole doesn't answer immediately, tugging and fidgeting with the end of one sleeve.]

I'm different, here. I thought just the place was different, but maybe this place made me different, too. Everyone can see me, and they remember. But I can't hear them. I can't tell where I'm needed. It makes it hard to be... me.

It can be confusing, sometimes. Thank you, for noticing.