[The word is quiet, barely whispered as the video focuses solely on Jo's downcast face. Despite the adrenaline still coursing through her veins she stays still for a moment longer, finally taking a deep breath and snapping an unseen lighter shut, only the metallic click betraying that she actually had moved some part of her.]
I'm back. [And suddenly everything is moving again as she collapses on the spot, slumping to the train station floor. Her shoulders are illuminated by a stray shaft of the setting sun that almost seems to set her on fire as she drops the phone to the floor in front of her without bothering to turn it off, tucking her chin against her chest and curling into herself.]