Junia. Had that been a role she, too, had played? Regardless, it appeared to be one she played now.
"No," she replied simply. "Fugit inreparabile tempus. So go. Your course has already been set. All that is left is for your feet to carry you there."
With that, the flesh structure known as Josephine turned towards Katya.
"You have come to this play in the middle of its act, Portia. Ask whatever questions you may, so that you might no longer languish in ignorance. I shall ask those which you have not."