She should have expected the concern coming from him, and his were probably quite similar to hers. The Void had insisted it could push through the magic woven into the strip of cloth, but it hadn't. Yet at the same time, there was no guarantee that it wouldn't eventually find a way. At least he seemed willing to listen.

"I'm not sure you understand how freeing this is," she replied, "I don't want to die."

For once in her many lives, she actually wanted a real future. Or perhaps she always had and just didn't believe it was possible.

"Before this," she looked at the cloth again, "that was my only other option. So I want Gene to have a copy in some form, because aside from you, he's the only one who might be able to put me down long enough to use this kind of power." a slight pause, "I haven't played around with it," she assured him, since loopholes were one of her concerns as well, "Just...held on to it until I felt for sure if it was a good idea."