Her face lips pinched together as she tried to wrap her mind all around this, this was really happening? How did she even get here? How did she even get on the ceiling? And now there was a jump in time between them, it was clear with how he looked, she knew it was true, her eyesight was damn near perfect.
"Okay," she said softly, nodding her questions, she looked at him, "I have questions, first," she paused stepping closer to him, she still smelled like she had just baked cookies that she left for him since she knew the next day was his interview, "did you make your interview?" she asked, she had no idea what that was the first question, perhaps she just wanted some normalcy for the moment, even she had a feeling it was just going to cause more questions.
"Did I die?" she asked him, slamming to the ceiling was a clear sign she most likely did, but the way he looked at her, kind of answered that question as well.