Well, maybe he was mistaken? Marie said all of our worlds might be in danger at that trial, but anyone here that’s past the year 1960 is proof enough for me that my world is fine.

And...that’s way you’re doing this, right? Messing with my egg. This way, you can figure out what happened to him to change his mind.

[And she’s letting out a small giggle at that egg.]

Nice jub, by the way.