Only them, huh... To be honest, that doesn't sit right with Elda either. The woman's lips press together, and she exhales through her nose. She had people off of the app - some who were never on - important to her... she thinks. Honestly, her own memories are chaotic. She's not parsed through the reality or un-reality of certain things herself. But now...

Well, she does want to take a risk. Just a small one. That knot is too complicated for her to imagine cutting, but she can reach out and try to tug on some of the internal threads of it, getting a sense for if that even is possible to undo. Tilting her head.

"Those people mixed up in all this in the first place? I suppose that does make sense." A tut and, "This app's been a constant for both of us for a while."