"Three days..." His mind is still trying to grapple with everything that happened. There are so many emotions and feelings rushing through him, but hearing them speak is helping him anchor himself in more and more.

"I really thought we were...you know." He can't say it yet. It's too hard, the images are too fresh in his head. It might have been days, but it only feels like hours since the two of them died, and minutes since his own demise.

Leans into her as she holds onto him and looks at her. He draws in his breath and looks at her hard, as if he's afraid she'll disappear or that this is a dream, if he looks away.

"You're okay." Since she's holding him, she can feel him begin to tremble.