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Jax could not help but listen to the words that were said, that resounded from the voice of the being in front of them. He knew for sure who this being was now, from those words. Of course, one could theorize that it was all lies or delusions, but something in Jax calmly let him know to think clearly, and to consider the possibility of truth. To not panic and rush, but analyze and calmly deduce.

First off, he still wanted to know more about this counterpart, but before he could ask the talk of the dreams...of memories...began. And as if like clockwork, the moment Tyrant made that reveal Jax felt another pang in his head. Of voices and visions sealed away, that should not exist, being there. If it was just that which he remembered, then it would be seen as a normal reaction. But he felt something else, himself exploding perhaps, or even more violent. His own death.

If it was not for Mental Fortitude, remembering such a thing could have driven him insane on the spot.

WHispering into Le'l's ear, he simply said one thing. "He...isn't lying, I think...no, I am sure of it somehow...I feel like its true".

Jax, who still had the ability to make realizations like that, managed to acknowledge what Tyrant said as truth and not fiction. Or at least that it was possible, but Jax himself felt sure it was right. Of course, Jax also had the greatest deviance from the first timeline so far most likely, so it made sense in a way. But when Tyrant warped space itself for a moment, and then spoke that person's name, it triggered something inside him.

He remembered a warm voice, a friendly presence, something he considered an ally. He knew that name, it was repeated in his dreams. A vague thought hidden in the back of his mind. Familiar, and important.

"Where is she...where is Iris..."

Even though Jax consciously knew little, he felt like he had to find her. That it was important he did. And even apologize to her, though it was barely a conscious thought in his mind on that. But it felt important, it was needed. Jax recovered his mind almost instantly from the shock, and looked at Tyrant directly in the eyes. Up till this point, he had a voice that sounded more of caution, care, and non-aggression. But there was a bit of a change now, as if someone lit a fire inside Jax. As if after all this time, he clearly knew what he wanted and needed.

"Tell us everything about her, and of the one who seeks our destruction".

It was neither disrespectful nor submissive. Not overpowering or aggressive. The voice he used could only be described as determined, focused, objective. There was still some signs on his face, that could lead Tyrant and the others to guess he already had quite the experience of remembering something he shouldn't be able to. But there was one other thing on his face that had the potential to unsettle even Tyrant. Despite all the emotion he felt, everything he experienced, the current Jax had a smile on his face.

And not even he understood what that meant at that time.