He stays still as she kisses him, somehow fighting off the temptation to melt against her and kiss her too. It would be just like old times. It could be like that.

It can't ever be like that again.

"My mind's better than it had been in a long, long time." He says it reassuringly, because this time it's true. This time he isn't crazy. This time he's got things in perspective. Or at least, he had perspective up until he got sucked into an alternate reality and told he was about to fight to the death. "What about you? Is it just you and me? Or did your buddies get dragged into this hell too?"