[ He knows that he's learned a lot about her in their time together. He's learned he can read her. Maybe not with ease, but he knows what her subtle expressions mean now. He can tell when she's angry or upset or sad, and he can usually say soemthing that helps. Usually. Maybe what he's learned applies here.

He decides to give her a few seconds to process what he's told her before he continues. ]

I know. I know they can't handle it. I couldn't handle it at first. But for people like you and me, the poster is off the wall, and it's not going back on. It can't.

I don't know what's going on with me, where you are. Maybe the twists and turns of the story will be different. But I do know one thing. [ He purposefully makes his voice sound warmer, kinder. Hopefully encouraging. ] Somehow, I just know... he'll choose you. You and him- you'll see each other as home. You won't want to let go of each other.

[ He's not sure how he knows this, but he's certain he can speak confidently. Maybe he saw a vision of it happening... a glimpse of his other self from further down on the timeline going to Jesse. Maybe some turn in the story takes Alice out of the story and puts her as a supporting role. All he knows is that he's certain these versions of himself and Jesse will find a way to stay together.

Just as he's certain he can answer her question with the same amount of confidence. ]

I do. You told me about Ordinary, and about Dylan. And- about your friend.