"The injury done to Niko, the matter of my own wounded pride—" a little self-conscious, theatrical irony on that phrase, "yes, there's that, but here's the real point."

She sat down on the edge of the transporter platform and, with a nod of her head, indicated that he should do the same.

"They didn't hire me as a Travel Agent just because I was an actress with a pretty face," she said. "Nearly every sentient being passes through time in a linear mode, but I don't. I haven't since I was very young. I have rescued people from temporal zones even more hellish than the one you saw, and I've left men suspended in Limbo on the point of life and death for all eternity." She wasn't bragging; it was just a flat, calm statement of fact. "I could have helped you. I also could have destroyed you. But you've lost your chance at the former, and you just don't rate the latter."