Sounded right. You, as a human, floating through the Quantum Realm? You were literally a speck of dust. And still continuing to shrink, while trapped in some world where nothing existed and nothing mattered - not even you. It gave her a shudder just to think of it.
"My mother - " Hope paused, sipping on her tea, blue eyes cloudy with the memory, "...she may still be in the Quantum Realm. She worked for SHIELD, back in her time. Nanotechnology is her thing, our thing - me and my father too - but while on a mission, she shrunk herself to disarm a Soviet missile, in order to save millions of lives. We just...never knew what happened to her after that."
There was a chance, wasn't there? Maybe Dr. Strange had even heard of her, stranger things (no pun intended) had happened.
"I don't know much about the mystic arts, but I was hoping to continue my research here. I don't suppose you know of anyone looking for a nanotechnology expert?" she chuckled softly.