Beau is from the future too, (Yasha says, though it's unclear whether or not Jester registers that she's talking at all. That's okay, though. Or at least it is until Jester asks what she can remember last.

Yasha's brow furrows, and she attempts to cross her arms protectively across her chest but she can't, they're chained together. She just jerks Jester's arm around a bit.)

Um... (hmm, how does she say this. She can't think of a gentler way to put it, so bluntly will just have to do.)

... Molly died. I left. I was wandering for a long time, I think... and then I came here.