[The state of shock is starting to wear off. Starting to. But he hasn't let go. Hearing Archie laugh, though, makes him smile.]
Four months?
[Three years dead and here for four months. ...He'll worry about possible implications for him later.]
God.
Archie.
It's good to see you again.
[He's regained enough control of himself to sound like he's simply greeting an old friend who, through entirely mundane circumstances, he has not seen in a long time. ...But he still hasn't let go.]
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Four months?
[Three years dead and here for four months. ...He'll worry about possible implications for him later.]
God.
Archie.
It's good to see you again.
[He's regained enough control of himself to sound like he's simply greeting an old friend who, through entirely mundane circumstances, he has not seen in a long time. ...But he still hasn't let go.]