If there were any other chances, any other choice, I wouldn't have given him our coordinates.
There really isn't any ever, are there?
I'm gonna be fine. I'm gonna be back in a few days. I'm not going to bail on you all again, not if there's a wiff of a chance.
Just be here when I do. I don't need anything else, I don't care what other choices any other version of me madee.
Fever's hot and Strange is incoming. Feels weird to say, but I'd prefer it to finally caving in to being sick, myself. All I've every needed to make it through was knowing you were there waiting for me, so this isn't a goodbye.
Sorry-I-didn't-find-food-first maybe, but not goodbye. I'll see you soon.
Oh, and for Christ's sake, don't let anybody near the mall again.