He keeps himself close to her for a moment longer, breathing her in, amazed at just how real she feels and how authentic she smells. It's the first thing here that's made him wonder if maybe he was wrong, maybe this isn't a game. He knows that it felt the same in the Underworld, though, or at least close to, and every launch of a new program improves with these kind of details. The potential with using peoples souls for data processing is endless when it comes to simulating realism.

He pulls back after a second, looking down at her, his own eyes watering, though no one would be shocked by that. He reaches out to wipe some of the tear stains from her cheek carefully. For all his bravado and surface excitement, he understands why she'd needed to cry. There's so much about the situation that's terrifying, no matter the bright sides he keeps pushing on himself so he doesn't crash under the weight of it.

"It's going to be okay," he says with as much reassurance in his voice as possible. "If we're here together, everything will be okay."