I wouldn't have died! That was me, that was me, I was the one who was trying to sabotage it! Not just me— Stiles, and— [...He probably sounds like a lunatic. He probably looks like a lunatic, with the way his eyes dart wildly from side to side like he's suddenly massively distrustful of their surroundings. He's pulled away from Chizuru enough to stand, but he doesn't just yet; his attention seems to be elsewhere.]

God, what happened to Stiles?! And Gundam— [Everyone else should be fine, at least - the others who had been waiting in safety at the base should be fine. But what about the two of them? They didn't have the same protection Kaoru did just by virtue of being a player in the game. The Producers didn't have to go by the rulebook with either of them; it would be a simple matter to execute them off-screen, away from the eyes of anyone.

The thought sends him reeling into an even worse panic and he can't seem to catch his breath, gaze snapping back to Chizuru. Her statement seems to register a little belatedly, but he reacts to it fiercely all the same, shaking his head so hard that it hurts.]

That's impossible. That's impossible, they never send anyone back. [So they can't be in Edo, can they? This second life he's lived... That can't be real either, can it?]