There's no way this dinky PIP could do anything to stop her if she tried, Yurika...! [Dropping all the sewing stuff - thankfully the needle's still got the thread, the thread's still working through the skirt, so nothing's getting lost.] She's ancient and cruel and just needs the tiniest opening to hijack herself into every single one of these on our arms, and then - and then we'd all be under her control in an instant...

[Jane stops, tries to breathe. She thought she got this all out with Bolton, dammit...]

...I don't...I don't know how far she'd go...to get me back. I'm...I'm sure she'd never intend to let me inherit anything of her awful legacy...that she'd want all to herself...but if you...if you see a big red spaceship out the window...then you'll know.