I was talking about you. The big adjustment and how hard it would be to come back from that not only once, but twice.

I meant you.

I don't have to understand it, however it happened. Your world is different from my world. Even if it had happened here, I wouldn't have to understand it.

I'm happy you're alive too, and that's all I need to know.

The weird feeling, I don't know that I can help with it, but I'm here.