[ He doesn't press when she says I'm fine; it's what he'd say, as well, were he asked the same. Fine, after the shit he saw and relived, because what else can they be?

Then she adds more. He turns on his side to watch her. His brows pull together lightly. She had? He'd wondered. ]

I must've come here a dozen times. [ He hesitates, then huffs. In retrospect, it was a desperate, probably reckless decision, what he did next. He could think of nothing else. Doesn't regret trying, in truth. ] I even went to the Singularity. With Jaskier. We'd hoped—I don't know. That we could reach you somehow. If you were lost.

[ Her domain existed, after all. Her physical body existed. He'd been sure she was connected to the Horizon. He'd just not known where or how to get to her. In the end, he still doesn't. That's what worries him. She was released, but he never found her. The Horizon had merely let her go. ]