He turns to face her at that statement, looking something a mix of surprise and curiosity. Time. She could work with time itself? Such a gift was one that was reserved for the Elder gods of his own realm, though his future-past self had certain taken a great risk and daring to attempt such a thing himself.

"Had I the power, I would do what I could to aid you. I was never able to dabble in time, but travel between realms was certainly within my ability." And now here he was, unable to even reliably transport beyond a single hallway. That glow mellows again, but it is not a sign of resignation, only a calming.