"It’s amazing, isn’t it?" Resa asks over her shoulder, not bothering to check Daniel’s face to make sure he’s in proper awe. Instead, she’s busy at the fancy table with a fancy drink set, pouring two cups of what definitely smells like coffee. "Apparently, people aren’t the only thing from earth that pops out of rifts. Occasionally items fall out, too. I was so pumped when I saw someone selling this! Pretty cheap too, ‘cause no one else was interested."

Can’t imagine why.

"It makes everything feel a little less...medieval, yanno? Reminds me of home." She sinks into one of the plush chairs, and gestures at Daniel to the other one. "Back on Earth, I tended to travel a lot, and one thing I learned: It’s important to have wherever you’re staying feel like a home, even if you don’t know how long you’ll be staying there for." Before your crazy ass gang lord father finally finds you and you have to haul ass. As one does.