Yes they can. It will become an intractable quantity if you also want the versions which differ in fewer than ten sentences.

"Could you compile some sort of condensed errata document."

She does.

Then they can just stick an 'all hail Trelane' on it. "I think I'm going to go upstairs, maybe nap."

"Sleep well."

He seems to debate whether to kiss Cam, think better of it. He turns to go.

"I love you."

"I love you."

"...we could kind of use some advice on what to tell Kib and Aydanci," he says to Ambela. 

"Aydanci I'm sure you know better than I do. - There was plot, it skipped them and is over now but everyone will be a bit shellshocked for the foreseeable future, details on request?"

Nod. "I'm just glad the Yeerks didn't -"

"I told mine it would be much more unpleasant to be in Kib's head than mine. I think she believed me."

"I am unclear on, uh, why they don't find it unpleasant to be in anyone's head who they're making miserable, they don't act in other respects like they're universally sadistic -"

"I'm not sure. It took me a lot of work to pull together to try to steer mine at all and I didn't cover the topic."

Nod. "Well, thank you."

And he goes to meet Kib alone; Sunset is not interested.

Kib has progressed to the point where he can let his husband take unsupervised showers. "Hi."

"Hi. How long's it been on your end -"

"Saw you yesterday evening."

Hug?

Hug. "How're you?"

"Some things happened. They were upsetting. They're over now. Details available on request, is how Ambela thought I should put it. Maitimo might not be visiting for a while."

"- in what way do the things make him less prone to visit -"

"They were pretty plot-y. If they'd affected you we don't think we'd have gotten you back. He's - he'll be okay eventually and there's nothing anyone's expecting you to do to be helpful on that front or anything."

"Okay. Aydanci might ask later."

Nod. Squeeze. "Did you two have a nice day?"