Alycia stares at him, then slowly shakes her head. " Wángbā dàn, you're good. If you ever decide you're going to take over the world, let me know in advance so I can either be first in line at the dais, or else can find a convenient other dimension to duck into." An abrupt shake of the head. "Dammit, Leo, do you think I want to kill Jason? Even the one of this timeline?" She snorts. "Okay, yeah, I spent a lot of time not too long ago talking about how I was going to 'destroy Jason Quill,' yadda-yadda. That was -- different. That was -- well, a lot of anger, but also kind of a way of distracting from what I was actually doing. Finding ... Father. There were people, who needed to think --" She shakes her head again. "I wanted to slap him silly, maybe break a few -- dammit, he's --" Alycia takes a deep breath. "My relationship with Jason -- our Jason -- is already complicated enough, to the point of I don't know what's going to happen to it --" She holds up a hand. "Do not give me romantic advice, I swear to God, Leo." She drops the hand. "I need to know what's going on with this Jason -- know what he's, what our Jason, is capable of. Would have been capable of. Before I can --" A snort. "It's Minority Report, but not reliant on dubiously convenient precognitives." She raises an eyebrow. "Did Jason ever tell you about the history of the Sepiaverse? Achilles Chin and Byron Quill destroyed the world, seeking vengeance for the death of their children. That's a reason, one of them,, I think, why he was willing to -- do what he did. What I supported him doing." She glances down the corridor. "What this Jason did, the Jason here. To ... you. I need to understand that, so that I can understand that. If the guy I -- am so involved with, could act so capriciously. And if that's what I actually was part of over there. "