See, the thing is, what he knows is probably dangerous, so it'd be best to keep the story contained.
"Eehh… no reason," says Kendra, reconsidering. "Just a passing thought."
"Hmm," says Elizabeth, not believing her.
She tries to glare in an intimidating manner, but it's hard to look intimidating when you're laying on a couch.
"How do you feel? You up to helping me move some stuff? I could move it myself, but there's a lot of little bits for this one, and I think I've spent about as much time as I should before getting Bina to a doctor."
"This one what? I have a pretty bad concussion here. What kind of stuff are we talking?"
"Time machine stuff."
"I - In that case I think I can manage, yeah."