Maybe it won't. The longer it doesn't, the more it feels like Jean's and my honeymoon, our decade in an alternate future that lasted just days at home. That wasn't this safe, but it was a full life in a new reality. The threat of being suddenly pulled out of it faded away. Life at home mattered less; life there, with Nathan, mattered more. We didn't know it would be temporary. We don't know if this will be. We didn't know how time worked in relation to where we were, and where we used to be... maybe it's that same kind of multiversal shift. But then, if it is, who did this? That was all Rachel, mother askani Rachel.