03.15: Ayala

Noah had a class to go to so Emma Frost decided to be the one interacting with Ayala. They had more data on her now. Carbon 14 dating on a sliver from the wood of her, and a sample of her flea ridden furs put their origin at around eleven thousand years old. So unless she was a brilliant actor and had done a raid on a museum storeroom they were dealing with a time traveller.
Now, how do you tell someone with not real concept of mathematics that they had travelled from one end of human civilisation to the other.
She had already spoken with the young woman several times so she did not bother reintroducing herself.
“Ayala, I am sorry but there are none of you people here, there is no one exactly like you. As Noah told you, you are welcome to stay here, for as long as you like. Would you like that?”