[He knows that, but if the things he knew mattered, would he be feeling her bruises on his own skin?
His face turns blank, so blank it seems he has left his body for a moment. Then, his eyes turn to her, focusing, eyelids fluttering a couple of times before his chest expands.
She's here. She wouldn't be here if this weren't now and not then.]
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His face turns blank, so blank it seems he has left his body for a moment. Then, his eyes turn to her, focusing, eyelids fluttering a couple of times before his chest expands.
She's here. She wouldn't be here if this weren't now and not then.]
Not real, [he mumbles.]