North frowns, but doesn't dispute this version of events. The Project is gone, North’s a decade late, and he already knows about it. Okay.

North sits up straighter.

“I know you’re really upset, Wash. I’m sorry for whatever you’ve been through that’s bothering you. But as far as I can tell this isn’t a dream. Pinch yourself if you need to, but I’m really here. I’m perfectly willing to talk about whatever the problem is, but please don’t take it out on me, okay?”