"Good. That's good." Much still felt like everything was moving too fast and he had no real time to process anything, but being around people like Jane and Robin made it better. Quelled the fury of thoughts and questions that flooded his mind and made his head hurt entirely too much. He was glad not to remember the actual dying part, it would have likely been fairly traumatic.
Part of him wanted to tell her all about Heaven, at least the parts he remembered but the other was uncertain. Uncertain if he should, or was ready to do so. Watching it fall away had probably been one of the most distressing things he could remember recently. At least beyond events that transpired at home. He looked at her and took her hand, for a moment just holding it like it were some sort of life line and then guiding her toward the small couch in the shared hotel room.
"I don't plan on going anywhere else. Trust me." He said with a small smile, still reluctant to let go of her hand.