action;
If she ever did find out, she would want to meet this Rose who had befriended the very difficult Nikola Tesla. As it was for the moment, his words made her pause and she looked up at him in confusion. He wouldn't have known about her trip through time back to 1898 London, as she hadn't told him yet, but it had been more than a handful of weeks. What was he going on about?
"More like months," she corrected, making the conscious decision to keep him in the dark for a little longer as she returned her attention to wrapping her arms.