The corner of her mouth twitches in a little smile. She remembers that story. It's enough to distract her, at least for the moment, from how alone he must feel here. Where's the line? Should she let him know the things she knows, or pretend like everything he shares is a unique revelation? They might just be crashing into an existential crisis. But honestly, it's been a few years since she's had one. Might be time to shake things up again.

And at the end of the day, when it comes to him - or some mirror universe version of him - she can't be anything but honest.

After a beat, she asks, "was her name Dot here too?"