His eyebrows twitch up, but he shrugs a moment later. Not that he's one to talk, but he feels like a normal person would take more than a few days to be so casual about meeting others from entirely different timelines. What that familiarity says about her is an unknown. But noted.

"By seeing who you'll run across in the garden?" That's one approach. He can almost empathize with her. If he knew he couldn't do anything to fix what's broken, he might be right where she is, trying to figure out how turnips grow in the winter.

"How's that going so far?"