"... how do you come to terms with something like that?" The question is quiet, maybe too quiet to really be heard, but maybe she's asking it more of herself, considering it's quickly followed up with, "How does anyone come to terms with any of this? How did you?"

She's pretty sure that Peter can adapt to just about any situation considering that he's been working on his threshold for weirdness a lot longer than MJ has, but this whole situation feels beyond adaptability. How many other dead people are around? How many dead people might show up without any sort of warning? What if a future version of Ned comes along and tells them that they'd both died years ago?

MJ's feeling light-headed enough that she's actually vaguely worried she might pass out, and she bites down on her lower lip hard in an effort to keep herself focused and in the moment. "How has none of this driven you insane?"