"I know. I know." He doesn't have to listen to her heartbeat to know. They lie about a lot of things, scream at each other, be especially and needlessly vicious just so that they can tear each other apart, but when she's being open with him he always knows.

"They brought you back. You weren't... you. Look, it doesn't matter anymore. It really doesn't." He doesn't want to tell her all this information secondhand. He doesn't want to put himself through all this again if he doesn't have to. That and he's holding on to the naive idea that things would just go back to the way they were before she died. They were so far away from home now that surely this is the second chance that they deserved.

"You're here now. We're okay. It doesn't have to end that way."