'If it's really her, how did she get here? She died before the Gleam Dome broke; she died after being hit by that truck! So how?' Jack's mind raced in disarray, trying to piece together the impossible puzzle laid before him. The revelation stirred a whirlwind of emotions—shock, confusion, and a simmering dread he couldn't suppress.
"How do you know it's me?" he asked, his voice taut with tension. This was the question that burned brightest in his mind. In Asriel's body, he was unrecognizable. Even if this girl had come from his world, she wasn't supposed to know him.
"Missy can see through the soul," she said simply, her gaze steady, as if her answer explained everything.
Jack swallowed, the weight of her words pressing down on him. It wasn't just what she said—it was how she said it. Calm, unwavering, and strangely assured.
