Her breath came out in a slow, audible exhale, something like a sigh; she couldn't see him, but he sounded the same as he did in her memories, and nightmares, and that was enough. She was going to get a bruise for how tightly she held the device to her ear for listening.

"Yeah," she murmured, her voice softened. "She's done that to me, too. Nothing from—" Even with Rua, she couldn't call it going home. "... That is, just a jump forward, right?"