Don't worry, I know better than to think I can just show up five years too late and start messing with things. It's a long road, and she's confused enough as it is. For now, I'm just called James, and I'm going to look after her until we can find her mother again. Seems age appropriate enough for today, and there's enough going on with the whole... being in space thing.
That's good news. I want to give her time to recover from recent trauma (things were... terrifying for her, frankly. Never mind losing her mother and switching worlds). However long it takes. And then maybe you can put me in touch.