"...oh, I see. That makes a lot sense, though it sounds like a bad situation all around. Who the hell was invading? And a...rocket? What's--" Trying to get more comfortable, Korrin nearly falls over when she turns to glare a particularly nosy/chatty spirit into silence. She manages to stop herself by gripping the edge of the table, though. "Fucking spirits.

...if we had something like that, imagine what we could do here. No more endless trekking just to get where we need to be, or waiting for forces to return before moving out somewhere else. It'd change everything."