Yelena watches the painting out of the corner of her eye for a moment, but nods slightly at his response.

"When you got back up again, it was like that, but amplified. Not just sharing memories, not just by touch. A spreading void that pulled people physically in." She glances out towards the window, and the city beyond. "That's what happened out there - some of Val's mercenaries tried to shoot you down from a helicopter. The helicopter didn't vanish with them."

She scrubs a hand through her hair, and refocuses her attention on him. "We found you in there, and convinced you to escape with us."