[ She looks baffled for all of a second at the mention of crosswords before glancing down at the patch on her chest. It's changed, she hadn't noticed that. She makes some noise at the back of her throat, equal parts irritated and exasperated. She didn't realise it changed. Stands to reason it would, since Claire's reads the same. Lying, though; that piques her curiosity more than the time travel (only because she'd been told about that before). Peas a pod, them. ]

I don't know if I'd be able to answer a thing on one even if we did.

[ It would be full of references she wouldn't understand. But, now that she thinks of it, it would lend some great insight into this new city of theirs. It's not a bad idea. She means to explore more, possibly find a library. ]

And it's rather low on my list of priorities. I'd say food is the order of the day, perhaps some clothes. [ A pause. The glances towards one of the bedrooms, with no divider from the main room, and she wrinkles her nose a little. ] Fresh sheets, too.