Despite having a drink to distract her, she does end up gawking at him more often than not. After the myriad versions of their stories that she'd come across so far, she hadn't set her sights any higher than 'somewhat close.' It's been years, after all -- centuries since it all happened. Some changes were to be expected. That Jesse's recounting is so scrupulously accurate is astonishing. God, he brings up some things she'd just about managed to forget over the months.

"Yes," she says, eyes wide. "It's... closer than I thought it would be." She fiddles with her glass, now empty. "I suppose you know about the second Giant, then. Did that part make it in?" They ought to tread carefully, though part of her is so desperately curious that she wants to just ask for everything, even the parts she hasn't lived through, yet. Which is probably cheating, or something, but who knows how Darrow works? Maybe she won't remember any of this, once she's back.