Don't worry. Everyone said I was crazy. [ Jesse forces a smile, but it's awkward and uncomfortable. Repeating something that has been told to her again and again. A similar look has crossed the face of her younger counterpart. He may recognize it already. ] Maybe I really am.

[ Then, she shakes her head. ] I hope not. Knowing me may actually help avoid what he's run into. You two might actually make a life together. If it's what you'd both want.

I won't force anyone to stay knowing the way the world is. Neither will Jesse. We'll run away and make sure you forget we ever existed before we force someone into it. [ A glance downwards follows. ] Maybe once you're free of the story it can't pull you back in. You'd be free to do whatever you want. A normal life... here. [ Jesse nods to the apartment. ] Writing books again.

[ Her head tilts slightly, red curls coming down the side of her face. Fate? Destiny? It's nice to think about. Probably for her younger counterpart. She doubts her hand has been given so nicely. ] ...Alan mentioned once that I was made for something like this. Maybe you got the same sense and reached out to have the Jesse you know help you without realizing it. Our friend may have pulled her to you without realizing it. Sometimes, Alan, there's no real answer. Or at last one we can understand.