Heather listened to Faith, trying not to become confused by it all herself. Unfortunately, this place had the tendency to confuse just about anyone at any time. "Wow. Talk about your time paradox," she remarked. "Things going okay for you though, considering?"
Peering into the fridge, she listed off a few choice items that she thought Faith might be interested in. "Well...there's water, soda, green tea... The essential beer, of course. And then to eat, I have...hm. I guess your choices are cold soup, cold macaroni and cheese, and...something that I don't think either of us should be eating." Making a face, she picked out a container, gave it a strange look, and tossed it into the garbage.