Lucy shook her head. If there was confusion this man was to blame, trying to give her false hope that she could see her family again. When the man played with time and moved people around, it was only to make things worse. Not better. She closed her eyes in a futile attempt to block out the pictures. A glimpse of happier times would lead to more suffering down the road. "Stop it." She ordered and took a step back, opening her eyes and clenching her dagger as tightly as she could.
"They have a daughter. Had. They have nothing now." There was no room in her mind for anything beyond death, no believing in tales of an afterlife, or stories about people being brought back from a point before their death.