[ He knows it's her, of course. There's no mistaking the little grace notes in her features, the child's version of what will eventually become her familiar face. No question of it. He takes it in, and understands at once - what Dutch went through, what he's seeing now.
And then he sees her there. So he takes a breath, and pushes what he's seeing aside, and arranges his features in an expression of confusion. ]
Where are we? Is this the - What is this? I don't get it.
[ Hoping - hoping - to spare her heart the humiliation and horror of knowing that he's seen this. To make it seem like he simply doesn't comprehend what's going on. ]
cr forgetting!!
And then he sees her there. So he takes a breath, and pushes what he's seeing aside, and arranges his features in an expression of confusion. ]
Where are we? Is this the - What is this? I don't get it.
[ Hoping - hoping - to spare her heart the humiliation and horror of knowing that he's seen this. To make it seem like he simply doesn't comprehend what's going on. ]