Jesse gave her a sideways look, meant to convey something along the lines of 'you're shitting me'. "Indiana?" he furrowed his brow. How the hell had he ended up in Indiana? Holy shit, Benji, what did you do? he wondered, even though he knew logically Benji couldn't have done this. And even if he could, even if magic were real, no way Benji would have exiled Jesse. It just wasn't possible. Benji was too sweet, too...too Benji, was all he could think.
"I'm sorry. I just..." he looked around like he expected to see something, anything that would make sense. "I'm not...This isn't possible. I was just in New York." On stage. Vying for the ICCA championship. "I can't...I can't be here."