Wylan walks in and looks around, correctly guessing which side of the room belongs to who. His eyes roam over Inej’s side of the room before gravitating to Jesper’s side. He walks closer examining the clothes and the jewelry. The room is lived in, and he feels his stomach drop as he realizes Jesper has been here for a long time.

Which is confirmed when he says it. Over a year. He squeezes Jesper’s hand back and looks up at him. “And what’s the last thing you remember from back home?”