[It's near enough to the same answer the other Nier had given her— Yonah was safe, and yet hearing it from him makes it feel more real. She doesn't know, yet, why the situation is what it is— why the other Nier is so young, why Yonah is his sister rather than his daughter, why so many of their memories are the same while others are decidedly different. So far, it's been easiest not to overthink it, to chalk everything up to 'dream world' and try to get to know him as someone apart from the Nier of her own memories.

Now that he's here, it's even harder to dismiss the bits and pieces that don't make sense, but she's not even sure that matters. He's here. Here, when she thought she'd seen the last of him, and this is the closest to happy she's felt in a long, long time.]

I'm betting it was a team effort.

[He doesn't give himself enough credit, usually. Something they have in common— but despite the faint quirk of her smile, the tension visibly eases from her shoulder as she feels a distinct sense of relief.]

I'm glad. That's important. We fought too damn hard not to bring her home. Just sorry I don't remember it— or haven't seen it for myself yet, I guess.

[She doesn't really want to think too hard about the fuckery that is timelines.]

Memories... don't always match up for people here, even when it seems like they should.