[ He shook his head, flummoxed. ]

No, I don't— That doesn't make sense. Carolina, you died in my arms. Those AIs were too much for you. You...you...

[ It's too hard to tell her, to remind her of the way she broke down at the end, but it is a reminder of why he was so surprised to see her in the first place. He reaches to set his hand on her wrist, though the contact won't mean much since he can't feel her skin. ]

Carolina, nothing would make me happier to think you survived your suicide. But if that's true, they never told me.