[ It is curious — that all the others seem to be dead( ? If that's even the right word for it ), but Thomas isn't. What makes him special? Does it mean anything that they're real here, but fictional elsewhere? Her eyes dart from him back to Jack, then back to Thomas again, opening her mouth to put her question to words.
Before she could, though — ask the question, or try to put a finger on why any of this is making her uneasy — Thomas takes her staring as a cue for another question. One he's happy to indulge in, of course! Have you ever saved someone's life? ]
Huh? I— [ She has. Of course she has. It doesn't make it any less alarming when she's asked so directly. ] I ... have, yes. [ She looks over to Jack. ] Many times. [ Is she doing this right... ]
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Before she could, though — ask the question, or try to put a finger on why any of this is making her uneasy — Thomas takes her staring as a cue for another question. One he's happy to indulge in, of course! Have you ever saved someone's life? ]
Huh? I— [ She has. Of course she has. It doesn't make it any less alarming when she's asked so directly. ] I ... have, yes. [ She looks over to Jack. ] Many times. [ Is she doing this right... ]