He feels like he's slipped into a dream, or some other dimension. He doesn't quite trust it, but he's incapable of leaving or rejecting it all the same. The knowledge that Hephaestion has been here, just working, just running a company, a few hundred miles north in a country Alejandro simply doesn't like being in. Not trapped somewhere, not being hidden from him. Just here.

What the fuck does he do with that.

"I dreamt once that my daughter, a grown woman, led me to you. We were both old men. I took your hand and the both of us died, but we were happy for a moment."

Are they going to die now. Is that what happens. Alejandro can't conceive of finally having this; he has a wife he loves who isn't crazy and he has a child. Before he had a soulmate. He doesn't know that he believes he's blessed enough to have both without being struck down.