"I know." Time, that elusive state of being, and a tangible ancestor, feels like it's beginning to run out now. Ticking away slowly towards a conclusion of her life's story that shouldn't be told.

Eirene nestles more closely against him, silent while she racks her brain for some sort of brilliant plan that will get her out of this. Sadly, in the end, everything comes down to her father. And, maybe, Clark.

"I have to talk to them. Both of them."

Although option B (holing up in Milliways for the rest of eternity) also sounds good, too.