Her heart nearly broke as he told her that they had each other. They did. And he'd have her, here at least, for as long as he wanted. But how long would that be when he knew the truth? And when they returned home... She'd be gone. Which was a slightly terrifying thought if she considered it too long. Where did that leave her? She'd arrived thinking this was the afterlife but it if wasn't...what was in store when she really was gone?
The thought nearly sent her into a panic and she had to take a deep breath. Her hand was still entwined in his and she looked down at their linked fingers. "That's what I wanted to discuss with you," she admitted softly. "You have, Robin. You've met someone who...was dead when they arrived here."
She didn't say another word. She merely looked up, blue eyes searching his. Her meaning was as obvious as she could make it without coming out and saying words that caused a sick feeling in her stomach every time she said them. There was nothing she could do now but grip his hand in hers and wait.