Jack's expression didn't change, aside from perhaps a small raise of the eyebrow. If he'd thought she'd been joking, he didn't now, and that made all of this more intriguing. If she was from the future, she obviously wasn't in control of her travel. Not unheard of, of course. But curious.

"No," he admitted honestly, eyes glancing down and back up again. Thoughtful for a moment. He didn't change track, and when he spoke it still had that thick, almost seductive tone to it.

"But maybe I can help," he said. "Where are you from, Alex?"

He wasn't humouring her.