Iman perks up slightly when he talks about this having happened before - that's definitely interesting. She wonders if it was the same rift, or a different phenomenon altogether.
"1930?" She whistles and shakes her head. "Yeah, I'll take 2013, thanks. I would not have done well in 1930. Probably would have messed up the timeline if I hadn't been, you know, murdered or something." She sighs. "I mean, granted, Muslim women are kind of an oddity around here, though fuck if I know what everyone's god damn problem is. Wasn't like that in my 2013. If it's this bad now, can you imagine how shit it must be in 1930? To say nothing of the whole bisexuality thing."
That's a lot of personal information she doesn't mind sharing - maybe it'll sate his curiosity about her, since she's not interesting in talking about what's 'wrong'. Small talk is manageable, especially if it affords her the opportunity to complain. There's a guy across the train car who's glancing at them over the top of his book. Probably because they are talking very seriously about time travel. That's fine too. Rifties are common knowledge now, right? She smiles at him and nods, and he quickly redirects his attention back down.
"How'd you get out of 1930?" she asks Kirk, looking back at him. Only then does she notice he's still holding his metrocard. "Oh shit, do you not have pockets? Here, I can hang onto that for you."
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"1930?" She whistles and shakes her head. "Yeah, I'll take 2013, thanks. I would not have done well in 1930. Probably would have messed up the timeline if I hadn't been, you know, murdered or something." She sighs. "I mean, granted, Muslim women are kind of an oddity around here, though fuck if I know what everyone's god damn problem is. Wasn't like that in my 2013. If it's this bad now, can you imagine how shit it must be in 1930? To say nothing of the whole bisexuality thing."
That's a lot of personal information she doesn't mind sharing - maybe it'll sate his curiosity about her, since she's not interesting in talking about what's 'wrong'. Small talk is manageable, especially if it affords her the opportunity to complain. There's a guy across the train car who's glancing at them over the top of his book. Probably because they are talking very seriously about time travel. That's fine too. Rifties are common knowledge now, right? She smiles at him and nods, and he quickly redirects his attention back down.
"How'd you get out of 1930?" she asks Kirk, looking back at him. Only then does she notice he's still holding his metrocard. "Oh shit, do you not have pockets? Here, I can hang onto that for you."