[ The blank expression that first greets him is like a gut punch. The Summoning ritual, time and space - he realizes a half second too late all the alternate possibilities: that this could be Jack from an earlier point in time, that it could be a Jack from a completely different timeline and universe, that this might just be another man in all the infinite worlds that happens to be missing a leg and looks just like Jack but isn't. He quickly schools his expression, preparing to apologize for his mistake and dip - until the recognition sets in.
And so does the babbling.
His brow furrows, and then he lets out a laugh in surprise, in relief. ]
I'm me. [ he confirms, laughing again. His mouth opens, then closes, his brow furrowing. ] It's been months since you disappeared, Jack.
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And so does the babbling.
His brow furrows, and then he lets out a laugh in surprise, in relief. ]
I'm me. [ he confirms, laughing again. His mouth opens, then closes, his brow furrowing. ] It's been months since you disappeared, Jack.
[ And there is someone here, waiting for him. ]