Unfortunately for Garrot, his thoughts are about thirty-five years ago. But she wasn't going to rob all hope from him, not yet. She'd had decades to come to terms with the end, there wasn't much more despair she could inflict on herself at this point.

"I can bend reality for a few, a fraction of the lives on the planet." She answers, she can save some. She's saved some, but she wasn't going to say that just yet. Not yet.

"But the world is closed off, sealed from the rest." She glances up towards the sky, looking at the stars.

"And it has been, this whole time."