I think I'll try making the benders a little shorter from now on. [It still feels like a frustrating kind of a failure - but she stifles it, managing a grin. He's right, and it helps to hear it from somebody else.

She moves to sit cross legged, watching Peter look around the room. She'd done much the same herself when she first got here - stared like she couldn't believe what she was looking at. Tried to find something that could prove what she already knew: this place had been abandoned for a year.]

Yeah, right? We've just lost all that time to nothing. A whole year of our lives.

Maybe we would have got the Moira back home already. [An instant later, she scoffs. No, she doesn't really believe that.]