[ He’s momentarily stuck at her question, expression pinched as he’s weirdly hung up on it as she keeps talking. He’s used to only having himself, and by all accounts he should be the one who untangles this, who saves his family and keeps the world from ending.

But he always seems to fall short of having the answer. It’s not that he hasn’t tried; trusting in teamwork hasn’t exactly worked out for him either. ]

I spent my life studying time travel. I was born with the ability, but it’s… different here. Magic doesn’t follow the same rules. The dangers are the same, but it’s not as predictable as it should be.

[ So he can admit that the help from someone, even someone with as limited experience as her, might be worth the shot. ]

When your memories return, maybe you’ll be able to pick up on something I missed.