[North nodded, sympathizing with the feeling, if more for Theta's sake than his own. The last set of dreams had given him insight into how Theta had been created, and proved that York's words about the project were true. It was a harsh reality that he hadn't come to terms with.

He stared at the ground, and then back at Carolina, his hand gripping his pajama pants. He knew her frustration.]

I wish I had a decent answer, for both of those. Something's keeping us here and they're doing a good job of staying hidden.

But, you're not the only one who wants to wake up. Maybe we just need to start looking in unconventional places.