Yeah, I'd believe it. Just between the three of you there's a six part fantasy epic already.

[Camille hesitates. There's a flicker of apprehension. A sinking sensation. Drifting to rock bottom again.]

Sure. [She smiles, tucking her arms around her middle.] I hope you can do the same, after. Jumping back into the same moment you left sounds...daunting.

[your dead cazador...]