The complicated reality of Gwen's relationship with her father is that one conversation can't undo the damage of standing on opposites ends of a gun, let alone the years of unintentional hurt and very intentional lies that led to that moment...

And yet if she were to acknowledge that reality, stuck here in yet another universe and knowing that if they make it home, Miles has to be her first priority? She'd go insane. She was never meant to have this much time to think about it between that fateful conversation and fixing the mess she made.

So she doesn't dwell on it. Not even when it visibly bubbles up under the surface, at the tone of that single 'right'.

"Yeah. Or something," she says with a little shake of her head, finally stepping out of the doorway and heading down the hall towards the kitchen. He can keep up, his legs are long enough. "C'mon."