"I don't know how any of this works," she confesses, and wishes so badly she did. "I think you could help. I just don't know how yet."

She's trying not to think of what the Admiral has done to Sweeney with this last flood, or what awful things it might mean for Gerard. She can't stomach the idea of him simply not existing anymore when he so clearly does now.

"I think you can help," she repeats. That much is true. "If we can figure out a way to keep you out here, maybe you could talk to some of his other friends, too."