His blunt reply brought unexpected color to her face, but it made her more angry than embarrassed. What was with old guys liking to put her down? It was like she popped back into the lodge and met with Dr. White again. She pushed her anger aside, realizing it wasn't going to do her much good. It was better to make friends, even if she didn't trust people here.
She brushed the worst off her horrid skirt and nodded at his question, ignoring the first part. "That's it in one. Pain in the arse doesn't cover it. And yes, normally I have a chronograph to move me through time, but it was still at the lodge. I...well, when I came they told me I wouldn't be able to travel in time here, which is much more of a blessing, really. Uncontrolled time travel is dangerous, after all."