"Well if you HEARD yourself and heard him calling your name I think its safe to say that you we're there." Greg drawled it slowly for her before he glanced back down at the girl. It was shocking what grief could do to the most intelligent people. She SEEMED to know what she was talking about the first time that they met, but now she seemed too upset to take several things into consideration. "And it doesn't matter how many years has passed back home or not, if your not there then he couldn't be calling out to you, and you wouldn't be able to answer. You're here... not there." He paused for a moment. "Besides, if so many years have passed, then he wouldn't look the same in your video, he would look older, right? There are too many holes for anything to have actually happened."
He seemed pleased when she started to calm down, and he watched her curiously as she slid her foot to touch the line before she withdrew it back. He stared at the line for a long moment, his mind still running with theories. He, himself, didn't think that the line was even an escape from this place. It was a carrot dangling in front of their faces when the REAL escape was probably right under their noses... or completely out of their reach. It didn't matter though. The people who put them there were too intelligent to let anyone get out, Greg had already realized this. It was nice to think about though... especially since there were no puzzles to be solved here. ...Well. GOOD puzzles, at least. To his dismay, no one was dying from a horrible disease. He could always hope.
"Well I'm sure that you're not the only person who's suffered from a video like that one." He reasoned with her. The sarcasm was gone from his voice now and he sounded as if he was thinking aloud, and she just happened to be there to hear it. "A lot of things seem to happen here in large groups. Everyone experiences something along the same lines as everyone else." He stared out across the line, as if he was looking for something that he knew he wouldn't find. He stood in silence for a few moments... before he finally spoke again.
"I'm sure James is fine. And he wouldn't be happy that he was such a source of stress right now. We have other things to concentrate on, like getting out of here so you can SEE James again." He sighed softly, his mind slowly drifting off to Lisa. ...Where was she now? She probably thought that he disappeared or ran away now that they finally had something serious... he wouldn't be surprised if she had already moved on from him. He worked long enough to get the chance that he had with her... but he doubted that she would wait much longer for him. His heart sank at the idea of it. "It's just another game that they're playing. Out of many to come."