Ah, Lee... [She trails of and let's him take her hands, staring at them before she looks up.

She doesn't need to use her powers to see he's worried too. It's a lot to try and take in-- were they real? Is that why death was so cheap here? She swallows hard and closes her eyes. She can feel Lee's hands in hers', the wind, the smell of the city around her.

A light squeeze and she opens her eyes again, giving him a small, reassuring smile.] It doesn't matter. I'm still me, no matter what this place has done-- and you're still you. I still have all my memories of home and this place, I still feel all these things... We're real, at least.

[She has to believe that much. She shakes her head] Sorry, Lee...