[ He knows that feeling. They're strangers in familiar packaging. Great strangers (see for reference: Dave Strider and the never-ending exceeded expectations) but still distant in a way people you just met are and take time to get to know. Jane is an established connection years in the making. ]
It's really me. [ And not a hallucination, ditto or some fucked up creation of his using a hologram. He pauses, briefly. What if she's like the others? Distant in a different context that hurts to think about. He won't confirm that now. Friend time is now. He has to figure out how to get over there ASAP. ]
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It's really me. [ And not a hallucination, ditto or some fucked up creation of his using a hologram. He pauses, briefly. What if she's like the others? Distant in a different context that hurts to think about. He won't confirm that now. Friend time is now. He has to figure out how to get over there ASAP. ]
You okay? It's fucking disorienting, I know.