[No, I don't know are the words almost on his lips. Does he? Doesn't he? That's part of the problem, isn't it? He doesn't even know what was real for him anymore. And he still lacks all of the answers he seeks, lacks closure. That's part of the problem of being stuck here, but would he do any better back in his own world? Prehevil only gave him more questions. He never should have bothered with any of that.
He blinks once, as if that knocks him out of his disassociation, then has a quick drink from his glass. The familiar burn wakens him, at least a bit, to realize her expression. Bittersweet. Something happened.]
...That is considerate of her.
You miss them. [It's not much of a question. It's a statement.]
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He blinks once, as if that knocks him out of his disassociation, then has a quick drink from his glass. The familiar burn wakens him, at least a bit, to realize her expression. Bittersweet. Something happened.]
...That is considerate of her.
You miss them. [It's not much of a question. It's a statement.]