The whole thing is almost too much. The idea that somehow Steve has survived enough to make friends and save the world isn't quite adding up in her mind. He's not supposed to be in the future. If he's going to be anywhere, the selfish voice in her head that sounds like a tantruming child insists that he ought to be with her, in the past.

He's supposed to be saving the world at her side, with her and Howard. And yet, how can she insist on that when she's already moved on herself? And still, it makes her unsure of what to think about everything. "I'm sorry," she says. "I'm going to need to take a moment..." To process everything, she doesn't say as she steps aside, drifting away with a furrow in her brow.