[Jan sighs slightly, jamming her hands into her pockets. why is talking to Lu Li so often like this? she never quite knows what reaction the other woman wants from her.]

If you come from my future, everything there exists because some humans in your past came up with the ideas for it. Right? For all I know, you've got Vac-mans running all over the place.

[she chews her lip, miffed in spite of herself by the implied criticism.]

You're from the future. From a future, I guess. You don't know shit about my life except history and what I tell you either.