Well, great. This was just getting more and more uncomfortable by the moment. Of course she was dead, she'd been dead for years. Sirius had never known the woman.
"Uh, nah," he shrugged. Because in some timeline she wasn't, right? She wasn't dead to Pollux, anyway.
"Look," he said, changing the subject quickly. "This place has got to be weird for you. It's weird for me, and I'm from fifty years in your future. Is there anything you need help with?"