The controls in front of him are familiar - he remembers Black's cockpit, trying to see if Black would respond to him, but being inside of Black and piloting it is another thing entirely. That's not what gets his stomach to drop, though, as he looks into the glow of the quintessence field.

He remembers this. He was here.

"We need to get out of the field." His voice manages to stay steady, as he tries to think. He remembers Hunk, in Red's cockpit, telling him it was just a memory. That he already knew what was going to happen, and how that shook the memory apart before they were spat out into the void of the Dream Width. "Hunk, you know how this goes. You need to focus on that."