"We did." Shion stared at him, his gaze intense. "Me and Aster. Everyone in the Tower. We..." Breathing, words in order despite how they wanted to pour out of his mouth and make no sense.

"Our worlds were destroyed, we... what we thought were our bodies were actually just wire and glamour and we were there for years. But... we got out. Everyone... Almost everyone..." Three true deaths for hundreds of restored worlds. He wishes there had been none but the less naive part of him knows that the cost was very low.

Another breath, "People can leave places like this." Sure he and Aster were now stuck here instead but that didn't negate the fact that they had escaped that place. Their worlds were restored. "We will do it again." It could be taken as naive optimism, but his eyes are hard, determined.