[ he's heard a little about sedorum, about how much it runs differently than taeum, and while the concern remains that she's there at all, he's relieved that she hasn't been alone, that she's been taken care of, even if he hasn't been able to be the one to do it.

even now, he can't stop letting his mind spin trying to figure out how he could possibly get her out, despite knowing it isn't in his cards right now. ]

Guy like me? Everyone's been tripping over themselves to be my buddy. [ he can at least join her in that momentary playfulness, a near chuckle in his breath for a moment.

but he thinks about her question, about the world he's been stuck in. ]

It's supposed to be some kind of heaven. Supposedly, everyone's worked so hard at being good and pure while they were alive that they've now earned themselves everything they could ever want — endless drugs, booze, sex. [ he very nearly laughs. ] It's all just fake theater up here.

[ he pauses for a moment before he adds, ]

They've got all these rooms here that all look different when you walk in, all filled with places and landscapes to draw you in, make you feel comfortable. They ... have a room full of stars.