The first time he heard his name, he thought he might be losing his mind.
The second time he hears it, he is /certain/ he's lost his mind. Was she really here?
"J'anna?" he asks, looking up to find here there. Her arms go around him and the last few days of misery vanish like the remnants of a nightmare.
"This is happening, right?" he asks, holding her close.
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