Cheyanne watches and listens to the young woman, not at all convinced that temporal cause and effect and linear passing are her strengths. "We don't travel to the past, at least not yet," she begins, before settling down to allow the seer to finish. When the company of Vistani collectively gasps at something she doesn't understand Cheyanne looks into the pan curiously, utterly lost as to any meaning displayed by the stone tiles.