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Emerald was silent, before returning the hug and holding her close.

"....Violet..." he said quietly.

"We need to stay alive." he told her.

"We... we need to keep going." he said further.

"We need to continue to survive." he went on.

"....Violet, we're all we have left..." he then mumbled between sobs.

"We're somewhere strange... we're alone, Vi..." he whispered.

"..................." Emerald was silent as he heard that, before tears started to well up in his eyes.

"Crim... no..." he whispered.

"No... no, it can't be..." he said quietly, his voice breaking a little.

"Brother..." he choked, before burying his face in his hands.

"No... Crimson..." he repeated, sobbing.

"Ah..." Emerald stammered, processing this all.

"I... I see..." he said.

"Wait... wait, what?" he then asked.

"A cost?" he asked her.

"What cost?" he asked. "What did this cost us?" he asked further, before scanning around the room once more, and realising something was off.

"...wait..." he muttered.

"Violet... where's Crimson...?" he asked hesitantly.

Emerald seemed shaken and scared, but the sound of his sister's voice, and the touch of her hand, seemed to calm him down considerably.

"....Vi...?" he asked, looking at her.

"....what happened?" he asked her.

"Where are we? What is this place?" he asked further, now looking around some.

"...this looks nothing like home." he then commented.

Tyson nodded.

"Fair enough." he said.

"On that note, I'll leave you be so you can have some peace and quiet." he told her.

"I need to get back to work anyway." he finished.

With that, they said goodbye, and they parted ways.

About an hour and a half after that, Violet heard stirrings from the bed across from her.

"Nngh... ngh... NGH!" her brother groaned and grunted, before his eyes popped open.

"CRIMSON! VIOLET! HANG ON!" he shouted, bolting up into a sitting position, sweat pouring down his face.

"It is?" Aly asked.

"That's wonderful!" she said with a smile.

She then looked at the clock, and thought for a moment.

"He should be back in... about 6 hours or so. Probably close to 7." she informed him.

"What kind of dinner do you want to make for him?" she then inquired.

".....huh." Ty muttered, looking at the phone as well.

"So... from what I can gather, you're saying your planets geography was somewhere between what we have here now, and back when it wad one huge supercontinent, Pangea." he said.

"Interesting." he commented.

"By the way, how are you feeling?" he then asked, changing the subject.

"Any pain, soreness, feeling off in any way?" he asked further.

"I'm sure the medical team have been in here already, asking you that, but I want to know as well." he reasoned.

Ty crossed his arms over his chest and thought about it.

"Hm." he muttered.

"Well, here." he said, before bringing up a map of the world on his phone and handing it towards her.

"This is what OUR world looks like." he said.

"How different is it for you?" he asked.

"What's your planet look like in comparison?"

"It is." Tyson replied.

"Mana is very much a large part of life here, whether or not one knows it." he told her.

"But tech has been advancing at an impressive pace." he continued.

"....although, given what you've said, that's a bad thing. At least it was where you're from." he then added.

"Which is weird." he said.

"Normally tech and mana work beautifully together."

"That's true." Tyson replied.

"I wish there was more we could do to help you." he then said.

"But for now, at least you know what happened to you." he went on.

"....and, well, for what it's worth, welcome to our dimension." he told her.

"From what you say, it's primitive compared to your own world, but we do what we can."

"Ahhh, I see, I see." Tyson responded.

"Which is fair enough." Lindsay said.

"Regardless, is there anything else I'm needed here for?" he then asked Ty.

"No, no, that was enough." Tyson assured him.

"Then I must be off." Lindsay said, before turning to Violet.

"It was lovely to meet you." he told her. "And most enlightening."

"Crim?" Ty asked.

"I'm guessing it stands for 'Crimson'." Lindsay replied.

"Oh?" Ty muttered.

"Well, I have hardly any evidence to back this up, but Violet's eyes are... well... they're the colour violet." he told Ty, before looking at the young woman.

"Or at least, that's what we call it here." he said.

"Her brother's name is Emerald, which I assume correlates to HIS own eye colour, so Crim must mean Crimson, as his eyes are probably reddish in hue." he finished reasoning.

".....indeed." Tyson said.

"I'm sorry your other companion didn't survive." he said further.

"Hm?" Lindsay mumbled.

"Yes, the third passenger in that craft wasn't as lucky as Violet here, or Emerald." Tyson replied.

"He didn't look like he'd been properly strapped in, to be honest."

"....that sounds horrible." Lindsay commented.

"Hm." Tyson muttered.

"Sounds radically different from the dimensions we've come to know of." he commented.

"That is true..." Lindsay agreed.

"Must mean you're a good number of 'ripples' out from us." he told Violet.

"Impossible to say how much, given what we've learned blackholes can do, as well." he then added.