"Right. I was thinking there may be some absorption of knowledge somehow—and it could be she's using the knowledge unconsciously. I'm not good at thinking about the metaphysical though." She deals much better in the here and now, with the physical. This theory sort of makes her feel better, though the grenades still seem like a chilling reminder of her own failures and she would prefer to get rid of them before doing much else. She's been keeping the box in the corner of her vision and she turns her head to look at it before returning her attention to him.

"Daniel?" she says then. "Can you help me space those grenades? They're going to bug me as long as they're here."

She's tucked away the mention of people from home causing him problems for later. This seems to be the priority right now, and besides, it doesn't seem prudent to ask when she had just rebuffed him asking questions about her own life.