Jenn nods and goes to do that - her gait seems off. It isn't a limp, but that is likely because Jenn is far too stubborn to limp.

...Really. Seriously, Jenn.

When she gets back, Bina asks, fake casual, "So how did getting the wiring go?"

"About as well as can be expected," Jenn says, equally casually. "I only ended up jumping off one roof."

"...Jenn. Weren't you the one threatening to handcuff yourself to me? Because I take risks?"

"Yup," Jenn says, almost cheerfully.

"And jumping off of buildings is better than escaping through pipes?"

"Harder to get...what was it? Momentumly challenged? Jumping off a building."

"Easier to break something."

"Not...wrong," Jenn admits, a little reluctantly. "It seemed the wise thing to do."

"I'm going to sit on you. See if you're jumping off any buildings then."

"Well. You're pretty tiny. I can totally carry you."

"I'm not tiny!"

"Petite?"

"You. Are a pest. And not funny."

Jenn grins, and laughs quietly. "You should write down your dream before you forget."

"...Right. Thanks."

And she'll start doing that.

(...She can't remember what happened the first time around. In the airplane. She writes that, too.)

Jenn stays nearby, going back to tinkering instead.

"Any progress on the time machine?"

"...I mean. Provided that I'm not just fumbling blindly, quite a bit. You were asleep for a while."

"Huh. I remember being surprised how long the dream lasted..."

She goes quiet, then, "The dreams are overwriting my memories. I. Think writing down everything I can remember about my life might not be a bad idea?"

"Yeah. That- that definitely seems wise."

"Have you been having them? The - weird dreams?"

Jenn shakes her head. "Not...really? There was...the one. Of me talking to my Dad the last time...but. Not like what you're talking about."

The thought 'maybe it didn't find enough broken places' wiggles uncomfortably into Bina's head.

Instead she says, "Maybe it's just - I saw it, got stabbed, all that?"

"Maybe," Jenn sounds upset about that for some reason.