[ Okay, he knows her name. Now that's just weird. Like, really weird. Laughter becomes a slow squint... Yeah, no, she absolutely does not recognize him. ]

Uh.

[ Very eloquent, Nia. Good job. ]

What, like- proper bleeding time travel? Just when I thought I actually understood this world we got stranded in.

[ Taion might be less awkward, but Nia is clearly becoming more agitated. It makes sense, really, she just hates it, so she's complaining about it. There's a bitter pull to her mouth, and she holds up the dress Taion handed her to scowl at it, needing to scowl at something even though she does still really like the dress.

And then, wait. No way. He can't have actually been serious about... ]

Hang on a second. You called me 'Your Majesty' - are you saying that, in the future, sometime, somehow, I become a Queen? Of what?