It's an eternity, one that feels longer than his memories. He never experienced her nosebleeds with this kind of intimacy - but still, doesn't this seem worse? What if traveling to the future kicked her cancer into higher gear? Her presence here might well be killing her, even as Mulder basks in the sense of purpose she gives him.

He can't come up with an answer from this vantage point. The best he can do is wait until she reports a change - and when she does, he breathes out, kissing the top of her head. "Good. How do you feel?"