She looked up then, seeing that fog in his eyes and pausing for a moment. She knew that feeling, that 'what was real' feeling. Her hand found his and she gave it a light squeeze. "It's me, Bruce. You're out. Now let me make sure you stay out."

She gave him another squeeze, then moved to go around the front of the chopper, getting in her side and starting up the machine. "Rest. I'll get us somewhere safe."