"The world is not flat." Jean draws a circle with his fork. "And if that's the case, your colleagues are doing a terrible job. We have been fighting our own wars and building our won peace, working daily on keeping things together even. Moreover, I've never heard of anyone being healed or resurrected. Even those whose lives would matter for those who are in power, like tycoons and kings. No." he says after a short pause, going for the glass of wine again, because honestly. "They are still dead. Would you really have me believe I've not lost my mind when nobody ever came back?"

Not his family, at least.