Chris had his head turned when Lena first started to talk to him. But he then looked at her again. Mean something like what??? He took a deep breath and sighed. He didn't feel like he could talk at the moment with out yelling and he would hate himself if he yelled at Helena. "It probably does." He said after a few moments. "But I just don't want this. It's weird and confusing. I just don't understand it." He said. "It's bad enough that I have all of the memories of her, and all the ones she gave me. But then she's in my dream and there odd." Chris said. "How do you not hate me yet?" Chris asked.