"Thereabouts," Daisy confirms with a sideways nod, finally reaching the counter and leaning against it. "Didn't realise she could just... ask you to go back. S'pose it sort of makes sense."

She doesn't exactly have to guess what they had to go back and live through. Not that she ever told Martin that, even if she did finally get around to telling Jon.

"...the apocalypse. Right?"