Penelope is quiet a moment, sipping more of her own wine as she thinks over that question. Is she okay? Really okay? In the end, are any of them?

It's not the answer she gives though.

"I'm...okay ish. A little freaked out, but I'm out of there now. That place wasn't real. Never was. So...yeah."

She takes another long pull on the water, to balance the wine.

"I remembered other me, going into a lab like that. She was there to find something. And put a stop to it. If she can be okay with it, I can too."