Julia nods, frowning. She's disturbed the more they're talking about this because he's right. And her memory is faded enough that she just assumes she's from the same place he is, that she knows these people too. She doesn't think she's from the House of Hades but she remembers it there, she knows the Underworld. And she's Persephone's daughter.

"I don't know how to go home. I don't know how we'd start." She sighs and reaches out to take his hand, squeezing it with what little comfort they can offer from simply feeling like they're in the same spot. "I would think with the power and freedom the Singularity gave us to no longer have to be frozen to Solvunn ... we could leave. We were gods before everyone else, what is keeping us here?"