Of all the questions to resonate with a person who tells themselves that they regret nothing they've done, this is certainly one that challenges it. Amelia tries to ignore it as she hears it, to keep her head down as she walks past with her bag full of books and her hands held firmly at her sides. But as she tries to walk away, her feet find a return path and land her straight in front of the newcomer instead. She looks up from the ground to meet Spock's gaze for a moment before crossing her arms in front of her chest, almost as if bracing herself for the cold gust of wind her fully covered frame is surely expecting.

"I'd tell that child to stop pretending to be an adult and let things happen as they will. And when she doesn't listen, I'd tell her to be ready for the day she gets what she wants and to understand that it's enough and she doesn't need to do anymore than that."

Somewhere in her mind she knows that her teenage self would never listen to this kind of advice. But if she could somehow manage it? Could prevent herself from ending up in the Nexus so she could finish all those things she didn't realize she'd started on her world? It would be worth the try.