Noor smiled, feeling his anxiety and fear completely vanish.
"Jane, I can't believe you're alive," he said, his tone astonished. "I was so worried. How did you get here? Were you harmed? Your features have changed so much! You look taller, and you have the features of a woman in her twenties!"
Jane's eyes showed her exhaustion. She smiled, shook her head, and sighed.
"I've been through a lot. But it seems you've also been through a lot. The patient clothes you're wearing look like they've been through a hurricane."
Noor felt embarrassed by his clothes. He tried to hide his shyness, saying,
"Well, a lot has happened."
"And what's with your beard and mustache? You look older, too! It seems I'm not the only one who has changed. I was surprised at first by the changes that happened to me, but it seems we were unconscious for a very long time, only God knows how long."
Noor knitted his brows.
