"<strong>Well someone is somewhere they shouldn't be.</strong>" Oren quips as they head out to the strange metal steed.<br/><br/>"<strong>And the land has a new line where the grass is a different color on the other side- and it curves inward with your side.</strong>" he adds. It takes a moment for him to register what she wants him to do exactly, and when he gets in he tosses his gear in the back seat carefully.<br/><br/>"<strong>Tell you what, a wager. Wine for whoever's home world this is.</strong>"