Emmie> Sit up. As you do this your hand brushes against an object you cannot quite identify immediately (without having looked down) because you're still a bit hazy after the explosion / timeline travel thing. The object can either be A) The stuffed beaver toy. B) Gregor's watch.
"Uuuugh…" groans Emmie. "I think - what - what am I touching?"
"Oh. You OK Kendra?"
"I feel like someone just pulled me apart and put me back together again with all my bits on backwards."
"You look OK from here," says Emmie. "I… think."
"Well good, 'cause relearning how to walk with my knees on the wrong way 'round wasn't on my to-do list."
"How many more times do we have to do that?" asks Emmie, dreading the answer.
"At least ten!" says Bina.
Emmie tries, and fails, to stifle a groan.
"Then we have to do the actual hard bit."
"Don't worry," says Kendra, trying to sit up. "We're probably going to die before we get that far."
"Good," says Emmie. "I was hoping you'd say that."