[Tim leans into the touch a little, automatically.]

Dunno if it should. If it even counts. None of us remember who she even really was, I wouldn't be able to tell you if she came up and bloody slapped me.

[He sniffs, runs a hand down his face again. Forces his voice to stay even.]

Jon, um. I think he has a few tapes with her voice on it, the real her. Something about it doesn't let the Not-Them affect it.