"– She was right there, wasn't she?"

No desk for her to be hiding under, ignoring the door, is there?

"Yeah... Oh shit what if—let's go after her," he says, getting off his chair and running. Jayden goes after him, bewildered.

Rachel follows. "What if – what, if that reminded her of her family?"

Matt trails behind, a little.

"Yeah, and what're her thoughts about her family right now?"

"Yeah, I – I just didn't – it didn't occur that it would? Remind her about that?"

"Yeah, me neither, terrible choice—" They reach her room and he tries to open it. The door's locked. "Sarah? You okay in there?" No answer. "Jayden, run downstairs—"

"On it," the rather tall and athletic boy says, and sprints.

There isn't a balcony around the other side or anything, is there? Rachel can't get in through another room?

Nope.

After another two seconds insisting Hollister decides to run downstairs, too.

– Okay well Rachel takes that as her cue to follow.

Matt's already ahead of her.

"Come on, Sarah, don't jump!" Jayden's calling out when they reach him at street level.

"Jayden, you look like a nice boy. You don't need to get hurt," Sarah replies from her window.

"Neither do you!"

Oh fuck. "– Sarah, can you just, back away from the window please?"

"Why? What does it matter?"

Because it'd traumatize the locals, Rachel does not say.

"What if someone came through! What if someone comes through after you, and you could be around to be with them?"

That... gives her pause. She clearly had not thought about this. "It doesn't matter," she eventually says, but sounds less certain than before. "We're not real anyway, are we? Out of the Lord's sight..."

"– Omniscience? He'd be looking over us just as much here as before, I'm sure."

Which Rachel thinks is 'none' but whatever.

She sags, a little. "I was happy. I had a family—friends—they won't even know I'm here..."

"Yvonne's here!" Hollister reminds her. "She knows you, she remembers you!"

"A fake, like me..."

"So what does it matter if we're copies? We're still people!"

"No souls," she protests weakly—

—and someone manages to break into her room and pull her away from the window.

Thank fuck.

Rachel's gonna run inside and go upstairs, see if she can help at all.

Hollister runs with her.

They find the hotel manager with Sarah, who's looking dejected and sad. Hollister takes over. "Come on, Sarah, let's... Let's go eat something. Comfort food, yeah?"

She nods mutely.

Matt trailed behind a little and is now standing beside Rachel.

"… That was." Pause. "Uh."

"… Yeah."

"Yeah," Jayden says, after Hollister's gone.