Jaime knew that, for sure. She'd made sure to express her thoughts to Ray every day just in case he did get sucked away, and he'd done the same. So she nodded slightly before lifting her brows in contemplation. Maybe she'd go say more things to Ray, just because.
"Bet if you asked tiny Potter, she'd tell you your name was in a history book somewhere," Jaime pointed out. While she dodged any word of her future as well as she could, she knew the same didn't stand for others. That some people didn't mind knowing. That some people wanted to know.
Maybe if she'd stayed off, she would've been curious, but even knowing she wouldn't remember if the train sent her back, she just ... didn't want to know. If she died or changed careers or got married or had kids ... she just didn't want to hear about it.
"I think it'd be better if she heard it all from you than from someone else who might be the sharing sort. That's going around, y'know," she teased slightly.