[ He can't even hear Felipe's voice, or see him as they commuicate, but a wave of cold passes through Jesse at the words, all the same. Turned against each other. They'd all trusted each other enough to go on the journey together, to strike out even knowing how dangerous it was, that there were no guarantees about what they might find out there, and then... ]
[ Oh. Yeah, that makes sense, he guesses. Jesse had been imagining a real void, black nothingness, but he realizes now he really has no idea what it's actually like. ]
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out in the void?
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There was no sign with a name on it.
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are you ok
you need anything?
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[ He gets it. Sometimes just knowing that someone's okay...that's all you need. And Daryl and Mavis hadn't just been hurt. They'd been dead.
This place is fucked up, and it's fucked that they'd died at all. But the fact that they're alive again? How is that anything less than a miracle? ]
im glad theyre ok too