[Fenimore doesn't reply immediately. The first time she opens her mouth to speak, her chin is trembling too much, so she bites down on her bottom lip and breathes deeply until she can reply without so much shakiness in her voice.]

I...the summer before last, someone from my world's future arrived, and I met her before anyone told her that the -- [She stops abruptly, unable to refer to herself as dead.] people don't always come from the same time, so she...well, she thought I was my sister at first, but when she realized I wasn't....

[Subconsciously, she hunches her shoulders defensively and starts to look down, but she soon realizes that if she looks down, it will become harder to keep her eyes from overflowing if her control breaks, so she instead looks up towards the ceiling.]

I try not to think about it.