She wanted me to tell you something. She- [He breaks, a little, closing his eyes, taking a breath, and finding himself smiling. A small, tired expression.]

She wanted you to know that these have been the best months of her life. That you helped her believe in something again. That not everyone was... "fucked up".

[Little does he know that the very fact that he's talking to Jesse right now is triggering something, deep down in the layers of code, through the connection his communicator has to Libby's laptop.

Because, even as they speak, a little message is being sent Jesse's way.]