The way she answers is... possible. It's a logical, reasonable, possible thing that could happen. She came through the same way he did, the same way Jerry did, the same way every other Summoned here did. He knows- he knows about timelines, and about how these people snatch fucking... superheroes and celebrities and fictional characters, they snatch from the past and the present and the future, they snatch from alternate realities.
It just- it never occurred to him-
It seemed impossible, like she was somehow untouchable. Like she was locked away beyond anyone's reach, including theirs. He never actually considered that they might-
Wow, somebody's breathing really fast.
Oh shit, is that him? Is that his breathing? Is he hyperventilating?
He doesn't sit down. He can't sit down, he's flooded suddenly with too much energy, something building up, something kinetic, he's-
She's-
"You're alive." From a certain angle, it might almost sound like an accusation. "You're- you're alive, aren't you? You're here. You're really here? Tell me you're real. Tell me- that this isn't just something supernatural fucking with me, because if I get my hopes up and this turns out to be some- singularity fuckery, I swear to god, I will burn this entire place to the ground."
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The way she answers is... possible. It's a logical, reasonable, possible thing that could happen. She came through the same way he did, the same way Jerry did, the same way every other Summoned here did. He knows- he knows about timelines, and about how these people snatch fucking... superheroes and celebrities and fictional characters, they snatch from the past and the present and the future, they snatch from alternate realities.
It just- it never occurred to him-
It seemed impossible, like she was somehow untouchable. Like she was locked away beyond anyone's reach, including theirs. He never actually considered that they might-
Wow, somebody's breathing really fast.
Oh shit, is that him? Is that his breathing? Is he hyperventilating?
He doesn't sit down. He can't sit down, he's flooded suddenly with too much energy, something building up, something kinetic, he's-
She's-
"You're alive." From a certain angle, it might almost sound like an accusation. "You're- you're alive, aren't you? You're here. You're really here? Tell me you're real. Tell me- that this isn't just something supernatural fucking with me, because if I get my hopes up and this turns out to be some- singularity fuckery, I swear to god, I will burn this entire place to the ground."