Nina is officially in shock. When he speaks, her eyes flood with tears, blurring her vision. Even if everything is telling her this is real, she can't believe it. It's only his movement that snaps her out of it. She's sitting on his arm, pinning him down, and she tries to get out of his way as much as she can in the cramped confines of the grave.

She can only help with one hand, but they manage to get his torso free, at least. Then she leans forward, cupping his cheek with her free hand. She can't feel the life coursing through him anymore, not after the parem, but his skin is warm and flushed, and the realization tears a sob out of her.

"Are you really here?"