"We really aren't," Jenny agrees with an emphatic shake of her head, lips pressed into a small frown. It's only a moment later that it occurs to her that there's probably more she should tell, her head still spinning slightly for the speed with which all of this has happened. "He also — I don't know if this helps, but he reached out for me. When he appeared, he grabbed my hand. He didn't move other than that, but that seemed like it might be good to know."