As do I.

[After a moment's consideration, Erwin gently nudges Peter with his elbow. He wishes he could clap his hand on the kid's shoulder, but it's currently filled with his cup and there's nowhere to put it down.]

I do believe what happened to us in October was real, though. I met people then who still remember me now. I can't say where November went, but it seems to have been lost to everyone.