Despite having prepared himself for that very answer, it hits Peter hard. He's lost everyone now. Even if she wasn't exactly the Gwen that he knew and loved, that she was here at all was for so lone the one consolation that he got for dying and coming to Darrow without any of his friends or family. Now he doesn't even have a Gwen who barely recognizes him.

He tries not to let his face fall too visibly in front of this guy he doesn't know. That they appear to be going through the same thing, having even had the same idea, is of no comfort at all. Nothing can dull this loss.

"So she's gone." This, Peter says for his own benefit, so that it will sink in. If only he knew where to go from here.