[ Cutting right to the chase. The fluff can come later. Bree's too curious about how all of this came together, what people did, how they lived. ]

So, my aunt and uncle. Our aunt and uncle, I guess. People I've never met and probably won't ever meet. Unless they wake up from stasis.

[ A part of her sincerely hates that; there's an entire family in the past that she'll never know, who'll never know her. ]

Did my mother tell you to keep an eye out for me, by any chance? Because that sounds like something she would do.