"You just got centuries of fake memories in your head, it might take time to sort it all out." Jesper doesn't know if it'll be better or worse to remember last words, but if it's something he does want to remember, he hopes Wilhelm will get it back once their brains snap back. All his memories are still jumbled, personally. Most of it was nice. He knows that he got lucky. He didn't have anything to be ashamed about on the other end of it, unlike some people.

His hand keeps rubbing Wilhelm's back with the most comfort he can offer for now. It's never gotten any easier to know what to say in these moments. They've all lost people, and everyone handles it in different ways. Jesper's not sure he handles it any better than others, since he mostly copes with it quietly until the hurt is less. Kaz is his go-to source of comfort for the obvious reasons.

"Do you know what his situation was back home?" Was it an okay life he was leading? Or was it the worst possible option?