[it's a good thing this is over voice and not in person. it means she can hide how much she's looking away, up at the moon, thinking about what the Presence must want and how she's hovering there, overseeing everyone always. whether she thinks she's stuck here, too. and while she's looking away, she's listening, processing. hoping that it can get through her stupid, thick head enough to matter later on.]

I spent so much time getting acted upon. [she'll use his words.] Never acting. Until one day, everything changed for me, and I could finally do something about it. Like, dude, I traveled through time on purpose. I didn't think there was anything left that could hold me back.

[she only comes to voice this conclusion because it's late, she's tired, and it's harder to put up the thinnest veneer of resistance than it is to just say it outright. she might not remember it in the morning. it's hard to know.]

I guess I just got too used to that. I forgot there really were things I couldn't change. Things that were stronger than me. Like whatever brought me here.