[ That's how he does it. He gets up every day tries and fails and tries again. It's happened enough times that when they do finally succeed at something, it feels like a fluke. ]

It is. [ And it only now occurs to him that Ben just recited the definition of insanity. ] The odds are never in our favor. We're here because we refused to read the writing on the walls, even if we had to tear them down and rebuild them brick by brick.

[ They were supposed to be there by now. Safe and alive and together, and not wondering what their lives are supposed to be. If they'll ever be together again, or if that just spells the end every time. ...But he doesn't want to spoil the mood, so he keeps those spiraling thoughts to himself for once. Ben and Allison earned a break from his rambling. After everything. ]

The universe owes us one.