Sam nodded. "I can see how it would." He was still kind of rooted to the spot, it had been more of a shock actually seeing her than he had anticipated. He was glad though, glad she was still here. He knew he had been and gone a couple of times, even if he didn't remember it but he wondered if the same happened to Jo would she be sent back to the time she had been taken from? Did that mean she'd be..
"Wait." He stepped forward, closing the gap between them. "After?" He said, suddenly realising what she was saying. "You mean you....you remember?" The thought was too horrible to even contemplate. He felt sick thinking she had had to live knowing what her death had felt like. All because of him and his brother.
Somewhere he had missed the comment about sleep. "Jo. I..." He stepped closer, his guilt written all over his face. He put his arms around her. Needing to feel how real she was. "I'm sorry." He said over her shoulder.