[She has a disapproving look on her face as she follows him down the stairs. She's way more comfortable doing things quietly, but she guesses she'll do things his way for now since... there really doesn't seem to be anyone around, anyway.]

Hmm, you think the dates on our phones are right, then? That we actually traveled back in time or some shit? [She doesn't like the idea at all - more likely they might've been teleported to some abandoned part of the island or, hell, it could even be illusion work.] It seems a little far fetched to me.

Who would you call? If you don't mind me asking.