If we are from the future - we would see this world is good. That things are in the making, and what was realized later is now in a nascent or youthful age, just starting to take form, starting to grow. We know how it will blossom later and it is a slant of nostalgia we behold this moment here.  We would know this is not bad and was never as bad as we thought it was, and that would improve later.  We would be aware of how each thing said was so precious, for later it would have been forgotten, given to annals lost to history.  

We wouldn't take anything at all, or at least anything we didn't need because we would be afraid of changing a single thing.  Things would look so fair and fine, each moment of our time travel like each moment in this past now, such now past, was so lonely, solitary, and absolutely darling.

I wouldn't know how you would fare later, because I hadn't met you yet.  I only know you exist in this moment and that you have a past and you have a future, but I would feel and perceive no end to you, neither in time, in fact, or in dream.