"I'm not so sure," he admits, stepping over some loose gravel, squinting up at the incline drawing closer as they walk. "If it's space, you'd see stars. Planets. But when we look out the windows here..."

A void. Color, here and there? But indistinct. There's no tell of systems or nebulas out there. And if it really is time travel? Well, he didn't look out the windows when he went on that wild ride into the past, so he couldn't say either way.

"I wish I could say I knew more about it. But it looks like...I've still got a lot to learn, even now." He smirks back at her. "That kind of puts us all in the same boat. Er...train. In more ways than one, ha."