It's okay. [ She asserts gently, offering him a little smile. ] And it's not dumb! You never know what is and isn't real in this place, and...sometimes, the things that aren't real really feel like it.

[ Like they'd happened, or would happen. It's enough to be...pretty terrifying. ]

But you have your memories of Hammerlocke: what you know is true. Even if there was something bad that happened to the copy from your memories that's here, in this world, that doesn't mean your home is in danger.

[ Not definitely. She's a believer in the idea that the familiar locations within the void are separate - duplicates, but ultimately unrelated entities. Set dressing for a world made entirely of the influence of its residents.

Or, something like that. ]

We'll get this figured out. All of us, together.