Again, hands up, in surrender this time. That was a snap. "Okay. Okay. Not dreaming." he said carefully, before running cold hands over his face and taking a moment to think.

"We need to figure where 'here' is. That's first. If we can get a ship out of here, we can fly back to something we know and figure out what is going on." Right? That would work, right? A place like this has to have a ship they can... barrow.