[That doesn't tell her a whole lot, but it tells her enough. She wonders if Rhys killed him; she wonders if he's capable of it, then scolds herself for such a silly thought. Anyone is capable of murder if they're pushed in the right way. She knows that better than anyone.]
He is.
[Is he, though? She'd wager not. She'd wager he's up on the station, frozen and asleep, just waiting to wake up.]
It was nothing more than a dream, Rhys. Wasn't it?
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He is.
[Is he, though? She'd wager not. She'd wager he's up on the station, frozen and asleep, just waiting to wake up.]
It was nothing more than a dream, Rhys. Wasn't it?
[She'll ask him more later.]