Someone will be here, she thinks-- a woman she doesn't seem to know at all. And maybe that's natural-- maybe if she'd been the one to travel backward, her life in the years before meeting Mulder would seem as alien as this. But Mulder-- this Mulder, who she's had the luxury of loving openly for this brief time-- will be alone.

And if she stays, the same thing will be true. She won't survive here, she knows. Would it be easier on him to see her off, sending her back to the uncertainty of a changed timeline-- or to see her buried. Neither sounds good-- neither sounds safe, to leave behind.

She tucks her face against him, like she can avoid the question.