[They're having tea. Isn't this civilised? And she's lucky that he's actually learned to make tea in the past few days because before this Kilgrave had no clue. He sits next to her on the couch and looks puzzled for a moment before he realises who she's referring to.]

Oh! [He waves a hand.] That was Louis. My escort. Bodyguard, I mean, not a date. We try not to travel alone around here. Anyway, don't worry about him. I want to know more about you, Miss Time Traveller. How does a school teacher from London start travelling through time?