So unlike Daisy, Raylan doesn't believe in aliens. Ellie still can't explain anything that Daisy can do, or how they're all here, or why Daisy didn't know about the Infection, or where Raylan could have come from that US marshals even still exist. It's a lot to wrap her head around. But...she doesn't think it's a dream, not anymore. Something about it is too immediately real.

She watches Raylan study the notebook, one arm crossed over her torso, hand holding onto the other arm. It's just a nervous gesture, a subconscious way of closing off.

He hands it back and she looks down at it, a slight frown on her face.

"How many of us do you think there are?"