[She doesn't quite look at Lup as she replies, looking towards the floor just a bit to the left of her but not really looking as her mind reels. She can't-- she can't tell Lup about Phandalin. About her relic and the whole town and... Barry. And Barry leading them to it.

They're still close, but she tucks herself in, finally, hands to her elbows, body tucked tight.]

People still found it, Lup. I still found it. It's-- it's gone now. It can't hurt another city, but... Lup, it was a miracle none of these destroyed the world before we even got to them. Making everyone forget meant that no one was seeking them, or at least not specifically. Finding them became... a fluke. I just...

[Wanted everyone to stop hurting, wanting to stop seeing Barry crying into Taako's shoulder sitting together on the couch with their hands clasped tight, wanted to stop seeing Davenport and Merle's quiet discussions where they tried to run numbers and distract each other and couldn't just live, wanted to stop seeing Magnus and his quiet grief where he'd try to create and come up empty.]

Everyone wanted so badly to really make it a home. And I wanted to give them that life. And I could. I could get the Relics and everyone could have a home. I always intended on bringing them back. I always wanted to bring them home, Lup. I just had to make it a place worth living, first.