Roxy couldn't help but laugh at the question, shrugging her shoulders. "About as well as you could guess," she said, pushing a drink his way. Well, that wasn't fair. She had been able to vent most of her frustration out already and she knew that she would have to get over it. But how did you get over something like this?
"I just don't get it, you know?" She glanced up at him, pushing the hood back from her head. "Did I tell you that I had died in my own timeline?" Even as she said it, it sounded ridiculous. "One of my friends came from a later time, was surprised to see me here because I had died." She looked at Leon, a sort of pleading in her eyes. "I keep trying to think what I could do better, but..." She held her hands out in a hopeless attempt to try and come up with something.