There were some things, that remain true despite the passage of time. The advantage of higher terrain, for instance, and when she hears Nico and Yusuf on the rooftop, she knows that the time for escape has passed. But what kind of reunion this might be remained to be seen, and she climbs up the ladder next to her swiftly, until she's on top of the structure, looking down at the plane of the rooftop.

Her gun is drawn at them as instinctively as she would have drawn a bow, centuries ago, and she is not surprised to see Yusuf similarly armed. The symbol has drawn them to her, and it's with a vindictive pleasure and a contradicting spike of guilt that she catches Nico's face, his indignation and that cold fury she does not remember ever being the target of.

They feel more and less familiar to her, this close. Time seemed to touch everything, and nothing all at once. But they are together - are always together - and her finger is on the trigger but she does not pull it, nor does she come down. "You look for me," she says, a statement of fact, the inevitable and yet the comprehension of it hovers just outside her grasp.