What? No.
No, no. I’ve been blind for eleven years. I’m completely positive about this. There’s no way in hell I’m imagining being blind almost my entire life. This is just.
[You hesitate for just a second, trying to think of what you were going to say next or what you should say next.]
We need to call someone else.

In any case, I believe the burden of proof shifts to you. But one more supporting strut for my argument, if you’ll allow it:
You pick up the phone and answer Jade.
No, nothing’s wrong. Dave and I are just have a discussion about something. Speaking of which, do you mind elaborating on the nature of our relationship?
Jade sounds confused. “Uhhh, seriously, why are you asking me? You guys are brother ans sister, right?”
Thank you, Jade. You’ve been a great help.
You shut the phone.
Would you like to call someone next, Strider?
You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...