[Despite himself, he's not tense now for a few moments, allowing him to tilt his head towards her to consider her words.]

You don't know that.

[Because she doesn't. Who knows what will happen in the end. He can think of some use cases, anyway.]

Maybe you go back to your time and us to ours and you just remember everything when we tumble back in. Cosmically the same. Assuming we're the like... furthest along, I guess. Lup's technically from a little ahead of me.

[He just isn't worrying about the details right now.]

We'll figure something out. Always do.