"It's surreal," Jo admits, and though it's hard, she manages a small smile in reply, attempting to mirror his own. "Feels like it can't really be happening. I still remember how those injuries felt. I remember waiting to pull the trigger. Being here at all is like -- well, not a dream. A nightmare, sometimes. But seeing how everything has changed... sometimes it doesn't feel real, but then it sinks in and everything hits all at once and it just--"

She cuts herself off and sighs, giving him a straightforward look, pained without being angry. "It hurts."