Five's expression sours, and it's not from the more generous drink he takes following that answer. It doesn't satisfy him at all. Everything is noteworthy. Something that isn't obvious, some benign detail Gabriel recalls, could help to determine why he's here. Why that time. Right now he's grasping at straws, hoping that something will take shape, because the alternative... means losing control. And he can't afford that again.

He leans forward, perching his elbows on his knees as he thinks. There's an obvious answer he could go with. That the earth was scheduled to end less than a year later before they (possibly) stopped it from happening. For a few reasons, he doesn't think he's ready for that yet.

"I don't know. Maybe," he sighs. "You're unique. I'd say it's important to find the bookends, the earliest and the latest in the timeline, but figuring out your exact significance... you'd probably know more than me."

The look he gives him says as much. It's a long shot, but he could help him out here.