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... What did you do?!?

What are you talking about?

Don't do that. What did you do?

Noah, I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.

What do you think I did?

I don't know what I think you do.

I'm SOLID!

Sometimes you are solid.

Why is this strange now?

No. I'm SOLID SOLID. There's nothing ghostly about me. I'm WHOLE.

You have a pulse?

I have a PULSE! What did you do?!?

[This isn't something that should be discussed through text. He quickly dials and as soon as Noah answers, Gansey's voice is elated.]

You're alive?

[He would rather it be through text, but answers when Gansey calls.]

I think so. I don't know!

Noah, that's amazing. I wished that we could bring you back. I never thought that... Maybe you were brought back with me?

How do we know it's real though?

[They don't, but he's not going to dwell on that too much.]

How do we know it's real for me? Right now it's true and that's what matters.

Yours is obvious though. Mine isn't.

Life is fleeting, Noah. If you're alive now, then we celebrate that and move foward. We don't worry over it being real or not.

But we don't know WHAT I am right now. I mean do I bleed? How do you find out if you're really alive? How do you know?

What you are is Noah. The person who kept me sane while I waited for my fate. You're the one that kept me company during my worst times.

Alive is more than just blood and bones. It's what we do with time.

You're alive in the ways that matter to me.

I need definites, Gansey.

[He felt like he couldn't breathe and that throws him for a loop. It hurt.]

That matters to you?

[Gansey rarely uses the Voice with his friends, but he has the feeling that Noah is going to freak out if he doesn't do something.]

Listen to me, Noah.

[It's not the full commanding tone that he's used in Cabeswater. This is meant to put others at ease. To charm and reassure.]

You have a pulse. That is a sign that you're alive. You're more solid than when you were a ghost.

I can hear the sound of you breathing, which is something I never heard when you were a spirit. You're alive, just like I am.

[What in the world was Gansey doing? He was listening to him. Except that his brain finally clicks on what was going on, sort of.]

Oh.

[He's not used to that voice. It could very well lull someone to sleep. Or to commit a crime. That's how reassuring it was. One of those voices that tell you 'it's okay. you got this' or something.]

I don't know what to do with that and my heart feels like it's trying to beat out of my chest.

You don't have to know what to do with that.

[Honestly, Gansey's not sure what to do with that except celebrate it. He somewhat understands Noah's fear that it's not permanent, but life has never been permanent to Gansey.

He keeps his tone soothing, reassuring, while trying to think of how to keep Noah calm.]

Take slow, deep breaths. Focus on my voice. Your heart rate will slow down.

If you want, I can meet you and we can try to figure some of this out.

[He does his best to focus on Gansey's voice, taking a deep breath before letting it back out. It hurt and he wasn't sure what to make of any of it. The being alive or... anything, really.]

Meeting would be good.

[Hell, he hasn't even looked at himself in the mirror.]

[Noah's alive. The thought keeps running through his mind. He can't stop him from being hopeful that this is permanent. That somehow his Glendower wish had come true.]

Where are you?

[Where was he... He hadn't even thought about that. About where he was standing. Where he was... Right, focus on Gansey's voice.]

Not far from Monmouth, I think.

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