"Uhh? Yeah. I thought you might need it right now."
He pressed his lips together and hmmm'd for a moment, staring over at the cloak like it might help out. It didn't make any moves, only kept hovering in place like it was listening and not necessarily disagreeing. That figured. His cloak was selectively helpful, just like the universe was.
"You've got it," he said, looking back at her. "That other you is probably doing that, right now, as we speak. Unaware. We're in an unstable mirror dimension, closely coinciding with that original timeline. We're now our own part of the multiverse. And we're still us. With all of our experiences. With everything we've ever done, up until this very moment."
There wasn't much comfort in that, and there was a strange twist to his lips, that almost looked like he meant to console her. Almost, because it seemed too grim to offer any real comfort.