[Peter's words are registering, finally. Stephen reaches out to grip his shoulder, fingers twisting in whatever sleeve or strap they find. He'll be mortified later over losing control like this over nothing, literally nothing, but right this second he needs to prove to himself that what he's seeing around him is real.]
I couldn't -- couldn't stay --
[He'd spent so much of that time not knowing where he was, unable to stay connected to reality.]
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I couldn't -- couldn't stay --
[He'd spent so much of that time not knowing where he was, unable to stay connected to reality.]