"...history," she repeated softly, more as a note she'd think on. If her speech was history was there aught she would be at all useful for in a world like this?

Not a comfortable thought.

Much like figuring out seat belts wasn't really comfortable. She ended up wrapping her hands in the upper strap to keep it from rubbing at her collar bone (and probably tighter the moment the car started moving).

Oh dear Powers it was terrifying. TODAY WAS TERRIFYING.