"Great. Perfect, even." Darcy very much doubts she's ever going to get over the thrill of actually. Traveling in time. It's like everyone's secret guilty pleasure that she actually gets to indulge in. "I swear I'm not gonna step on any butterflies or anything like that."

The sudden moment of actual helpfulness takes blindsides her and she just blinks at him. It's gone as soon as it came of course, as he's moved on. But it still happened, and she guesses that's something. "Thanks." Then Darcy moves on to help forget about it. "I mean he keeps wanting to like, find out more about my family but I'm pretty good at deflecting them." Which means she's only told him that she actually has a father instead of easily telling him that he's dead.