She swings around to look at the door. It seems innocuous enough, nothing sinister. Certainly there's nothing about it or what happened when she came through that might lead to the abject misery in his face. "Damn. And I was just about to go on vacation."
But she can't stay flippant when she looks back at him, sees the raw pain in his eyes, in the way he clenches his jaw. "I was fine when I came through here," she tells him, gently. "I don't know if I've stumbled into my future or past or what, but... you know, I've died before. It didn't stick."
The smile she gives him is wry but kind. "Maybe it won't this time, either."
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She swings around to look at the door. It seems innocuous enough, nothing sinister. Certainly there's nothing about it or what happened when she came through that might lead to the abject misery in his face. "Damn. And I was just about to go on vacation."
But she can't stay flippant when she looks back at him, sees the raw pain in his eyes, in the way he clenches his jaw. "I was fine when I came through here," she tells him, gently. "I don't know if I've stumbled into my future or past or what, but... you know, I've died before. It didn't stick."
The smile she gives him is wry but kind. "Maybe it won't this time, either."