[ She's quiet for a long moment. Isn't that fucking convenient? Even the other dead people don't have to really be dead. Some part of her feels hollow, to be reminded in this way that nope, she has to just be dead. No magic to bring her back. No one left who would feel compelled to tie them together like that anyway. Every single person she ever knew died before she did. ]

How do you know the Singularity's replaced him? What if it just added itself to the spell, to bind you in his place? [ She looks down at her hands. ] If that guy is still alive, in your world, why wouldn't you be too? I mean, it's confusin', but people who've gone back home have said they didn't remember anythin' from here. Like it didn't happen at all. Then you would be alive still, there.

[ She's almost compelled to make a chalkboard, draw it out rather than explain verbally, but she doesn't bother. ]

I've talked to other people who died. None of 'em feel like that, like some kind of special bond with the Singularity. [ And that's true. She doesn't think it's her death that connects her with it.

The part of her that's inclined to ramble incessantly tells her to explain, that something else is connecting her, that she can fucking talk to it, that even now, she can feel it reaching out to him. The part of her that is terrified of becoming the most hunted person in Abraxas is screaming that she doesn't know if she can trust Rhy with her biggest secret. ]

I don't feel an echo, or a bindin' spell or anythin' like that.