[The worry she has for being dead doesn't appear to crumble his resolve or make him question himself. First and foremost, he knows it isn't an illusion. His eyes would've seen right through it. The place is very real.
Secondly, there's no way he can be dead because his afterlife will be far worse than sitting in a refurbished cafe with a young girl drinking tea.
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Secondly, there's no way he can be dead because his afterlife will be far worse than sitting in a refurbished cafe with a young girl drinking tea.
His voice is a tad more gentle this time.]
When they came back, were they the same?