He kept his fingers on the strings, but stopped playing. He would have paused anyway once he'd seen the boy dangling over the abyss.

"Who is he?"

His name is Jake, Kubo recognized, but who was he to Roland?

And what was he? A surviving crewmember, a Legionnaire Kubo didn't recognize, a memory made flesh? Could that place do this? Make terrible memories real?

Kubo's heart chilled at that thought.

"We - we could reach him, together - we can pull him up."

It might not have been what Roland wanted to hear. Maybe not even what he needed to hear. But it burst out of Kubo, the only thing he could think to do, seeing another person dangling over the edge.