[Jane looks into his eyes, then - looks hard, and doesn't turn away, because those eyes on hers and the hands on her shoulder ground her in the moment. In the now. Because he's right - what's done is done, what they're seeing is in the past. Whatever comes will come, and the deaths that have been dealt are ones they cannot reverse, not today. Guy Fieri or Blaze Dudely or whoever will meet his end one way or another, by his own hubris or at the end of Siegfried. Right now? Right now, she's safe. She's okay. She'll be okay.]
...Okay. [She breathes in, out. Grips her hands together in her lap.] Okay.
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...Okay. [She breathes in, out. Grips her hands together in her lap.] Okay.