Felicity walked in thoughtful silence for a moment. What did happen? Surely there couldn't be a copy of her back home, but if she was removed, she stood the chance of creating a paradox. But then, perhaps whatever was doing this - if it was sentient - didn't care about paradoxes.
But if there were people here from her past, none of them had ever been reported missing, so the only logical answer - if that was the case - was that no one went missing, or that each person pulled created an alternate reality.
Her fingers twitched a little, and she wanted a quill and ink to work out that particular theory ... but it could wait. It would have to wait until she got settled in and could sit down and work the numbers.
Felicity shook out of her thoughts and smiled to Barret. "Well, they'll figure it out or they won't. All we can do is hang on for the ride."