No, it's okay! Really. You don't. You don't need to apologize.
[Her hand steals out, brushes fingertips lightly against his arm before she curls back in on herself. He feels real. So she's real. She thinks. She hopes.]
This is all a lot. And it was just... really nice to see you. [Her smile is shy.] I'm glad to see you. [She swallows, the memory of his trailer, the hallucinations, the clock, the thing coming after her. She can only imagine what it must have been like for him, seeing it on the other side. Not being able to do anything.] I know. I'm not sure I am, either. I think I am? I think this is real?
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No, it's okay! Really. You don't. You don't need to apologize.
[Her hand steals out, brushes fingertips lightly against his arm before she curls back in on herself. He feels real. So she's real. She thinks. She hopes.]
This is all a lot. And it was just... really nice to see you. [Her smile is shy.] I'm glad to see you. [She swallows, the memory of his trailer, the hallucinations, the clock, the thing coming after her. She can only imagine what it must have been like for him, seeing it on the other side. Not being able to do anything.] I know. I'm not sure I am, either. I think I am? I think this is real?
But it's hard to tell.