That ship had already sailed, what with her double running around Limbo City toting bazookas and a bad attitude.

"Me too," she said softly. "I'm not brazen enough to try to look any further than that. It wouldn't be fair to anyone to try. That's not my Sarah and it would just confuse things to try to pretend." Her laugh was rueful. "For awhile, I imagined setting myself up as some kind of, like, elusive guardian or whatever. But odds are, I'd just get arrested for being a creepy, cross-dimensional stalker or something."

The realization had been a lot harder and more emotional than the joke let on. But she wasn't ready to go that deep yet.