Ma saison préférée

Emilie:
[quoting lines from a song] Where is the friend I seek? My longing rises with the sun. Night fades, in vain I call his name. I see his traces, I know he is there. I feel him where the flowers sweeten the air. Where saplings sprout, and wheat thrives. He is the breeze that caresses me. The scent for which I long. I hear his voice blend into the summer's song.

Antoine:
No, it's very normal. Biologically normal. Two brains from one tummy.

Antoine:
Finding the energy to act is easy. Giving meaning to your actions is the hard part.