Her smile turns grimly rueful. The multiverse never runs out of dystopias, apparently. (Though this one doesn't seem to target mutants specifically, so...there's that.)

"I should have been more careful. But - honestly, cocoa? Is nothing sacred?" Bantering to cover up exactly how overwhelmed you are, at least that's familiar.

"Maybe - maybe it'll wear off by itself. If I just..." Stay distracted. Try to ignore it. She's out-stubborned worse. "How long have you been here?"