[She takes a bit of a deep breath to try to compose herself, steady herself, and she would have wiped her face off, but he beat her to it. Not that she's complaining.

She nods in acknowledgement of his statement. He is here.]

Honestly I probably shouldn't be surprised we'd wind up in the multiverse like this. [It's ... not that far off from traveling through time.

And now that's she's more composed than she had been-- ]

So. When do I get the grand tour?