Taking a deep breath, she flicked her hair over her shoulder. "I should’ve been. But Tom found me. Tortured within an inch of my life and barely coherent, I fell through time and space to land quite literally on his front steps. He took me in, allowed me to recover in his tiny little flat—" he scoffed and she laughed, the sound out of place amongst the wreckage, "— it was tiny! You can’t tell me it wasn’t."