"I... did?" she asks. "No, no, I distinctly remember going north, and didn't find anything, that day." She stiffens, at the mention of the tampering with their past, and her eyes quickly become focused. She pulls out a small bag she carries, and opens it, pulling out a small, unremarkable clay jar, with shaking hands, nearly dropping it. She punctures it, swiftly, then inhales the smoke within, her eyes growing noticeably clearer. "Yes... I did go south, you're right. I went... both south and north..." She shudders again. "Any interest in learning time travel has just passed... this is confusing, even for me." She takes a deep breath, then answers, "I went south, because I'd heard rumors of someone quite powerful, in that city, and I wanted to get his attention. When I got close, I sensed you, despite your hiding your aura. But... in these changed memories, I was distracted by a pulse of power, about the strength I was looking for, to the north, and went after that, instead, to no avail."