[ It would be. Not only is she left wondering if she could offer accidental bits of his future or possible futures--- Does learning that he meets her change things already? Do the mechanics of this place allow for that? Brave new world, such as it is.

He's about to worry after the person who changed again, except another townsperson seems keen on taking the role of carer once his attention is away. He gestures to the nearest booth and slides into one side, crossing his arms on the table and lacing his fingers together. ]

I have to admit that I'm not overly fond of science fiction. Hank would have a more solid theory, I'm sure, but I haven't seen him here as of yet. [ No, it's---just him. He's not sure how he feels about that. ] If you have a more educated guess then I'll happily defer to you.