[ And there she is on the other side of the screen. It's definitely the same girl he saw before, perhaps less thin than the youngest he'd encountered her in that other world, but still young. She does not remember him. ]

I am happy to accept the aid of adults. I'm just not going to rely on what I can't guarantee will be there. That's all.

[ To her, she sounds pragmatic. There's nothing accusatory in her tone, just practicality. For all the visual differences, like the red hair instead of the brown dye-job, the round glasses instead of oval, the auditory differences are... Well. Quite a lot smaller. She sounds younger, yes. But her manner of speech remains the same. ]