[A strangled mm of confirmation. Ashley's in no shape to do much but cry for a time. There's this part of her that wants to just spill everything, to wail about the wendigos, and the bite, and Josh, and...the twins.

But. He said...

...so when she can, when her sobs have subdued to sniffles, she says:] T-tell me. [Clears her throat.] I- do want to kn-know, what you've, you've been through, s-so tell me.

Th-the meteors. The aliens. A-all of it.