Nita's been a part of her own past - but time travel's not on the table here, and Nita couldn't change what had happen; whatever else went on, time's arrow was always seen to run straight.
"But that's the beauty - and pain - of a present. Without that, where would the future be?"
Nita's not looking up at this point; she's looking at S'reee's bunk instead, contemplative expression on her face.
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Nita's been a part of her own past - but time travel's not on the table here, and Nita couldn't change what had happen; whatever else went on, time's arrow was always seen to run straight.
"But that's the beauty - and pain - of a present. Without that, where would the future be?"
Nita's not looking up at this point; she's looking at S'reee's bunk instead, contemplative expression on her face.
"What can it be?"