The Creatures That We Are

“Not necessary,” Zhang Wei said. “How does that line go again? You’re not a fish. How would you know a fish’s joy?”

“You’re not me,” Gregor said. “How do you know that I don’t know a fish’s joy?”

“Enough bickering, boys,” Liao Liao said resignedly. “Let’s focus on waking up.”

“I’m not you, so I don’t know you,” Gao Yang spoke up. “You’re not a fish, so you don’t know a fish’s joy. That is all there is to it.”

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Captain! Why are you encouraging them? Fine! I’ll do it too!

Liao Liao recited the rest of the text: "When you asked, 'how would you know a fish’s joy?' you already knew that I knew it to ask me how I knew. I knew it from the bridge over the River Hao!"

Zhang Wei had only wanted to say something witty, but the others got unexpectedly serious about it. He wasn’t educated enough to keep up. He was out of this conversation.

Hong Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded, too. She asked uncertainly, “So, does Parry know that it’s dreaming?”

“Doesn’t matter.” Vermilion Bird smiled with realization. “What’s important is that we know we were.”

“Haha, so it’s as simple as that,” Zhang Wei said.

“You understand?” Liao Liao asked with surprise.