[Ken's answer to the first comment is a quiet laugh of agreement. Being taller and in a different body is one thing, he thinks, but this time, it wasn't just a few people who had their memories altered. It ran deeper than physical differences this time, and he isn't sure what would've happened if he got pulled backward or forward in time. Especially the former.

But then, at the question, he quiets, not looking up at Jaime but not looking away, either. He continues to watch where they're going for a few more steps before he casts his eyes down, lips curling down in a small frown.]

I'm not in trouble or anything. So you don't have to worry about me getting hurt. I just... if everyone who's affected by this is experiencing their future, or going back to their past, then there's someone I want to help, but I can't do anything about it because it's in their world. [His hand curls into a fist around Jaime's shirt.] And I think they're going to die.