[Jezebel just -- lets Cassian tell him what to do, holding stock still out of shock more than anything. Really, it's very difficult to do anything else, at least until Cassian gets closer.

And then it really sinks into him: this is really, truly Cassian, isn't it. He doesn't understand how or why, or even what happened to his newer body, but that doesn't matter, does it.]

I'm fine. I'm all right.

[Exhaling, trying to steady himself -- all while never looking away from Cassian's face -- he asks:]

How did you get here? How did this happen?