[It's a little later still by the time Eponine answers. She's tucked up in a hospital bed; the binding on her breasts has been cut and re-bandaged to guard the bullet wound, and her hand too is bandaged. Both wounds are healing well though already, thanks to the magic of the Port. Still, she's lost a lot of blood, and sounds exhausted.]
M'sieur? Warsman? Is that really you? I had... I thought I'd dreamed you.This whole place.
Re: [voice- a little while later to avoid conflicts!]
M'sieur? Warsman? Is that really you? I had... I thought I'd dreamed you.This whole place.