So Chloe was hearing names from her real life and the memory one. What did that mean? And why were both of them working on her? Or were they? Eleanor's mind was racing, but in that moment it was a good thing, since it was distracting her from listening to everything around them.

And there was clearly something else there, and she wanted to ask, even opened her mouth to do so before shaking it away. Worry about that later. Chloe was clearly not doing well, and Eleanor wasn't sure she trusted herself either.

"...You're right. We should go." She finally said, reaching out to give Chloe a squeeze on the shoulder. "Sorry."