[Immediately, Vanya feels guilty. Guilty that she had to stop herself from thinking the worst, because of course Ben is just being thoughtful. He could never be like Dad. He's still Ben. He's proven that already in the short time she's been aware of his presence again.

Vanya realizes she's frozen in place as she ponders his words, holding her sponge still. She reminds herself to keep going. It was a good idea. To give her something to concentrate on, to move with her hands, as they talk.]

Um... Yeah. I mean... Klaus told me that Allison— about Allison.

[Not accurate to call her "okay," even if she's moreso than Vanya feared. Than she believed. It's still a relief.]

I don't know if knowing ahead of time is some kind of... time travel faux pas, but it'd be better, I think. To know what you do.

[She caught what he meant there, but she doesn't want to address it. So she doesn't. She's already caught herself in that particular trap while she's been out here.

Asking if she wants to know, though, instead of outright doing it or not... Vanya is surprised to realize that she feels a little relieved. Even through the nervousness that always comes with anticipation of the unknown, there's some calm at the center. She holds onto that.]