She leans against his hand without hesitation, instinctively seeking that protection he offers even if realistically he can do nothing against the living nightmare that she'd survived.

"There's only one person who was supposed to remember," she tells him, wishing she could give a different answer. "No one else ever did when Kitty used her power. The only reason I do is because I was pulled out before I—" Scrubbing a hand at her eyes, she realizes she's beginning to feel those very few hours of rest that had been anything but. "They might not even exist here. We went into things knowing that changing the past might mean some of us would never be born."

They'd made the call that it was worth the risk. She would have done the same had she been given any say in the matter. By the time she'd known anything about it, it had been too late.