Up above the hole in the ground, Ira is speaking to her watch:
"Are you certain?"
"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that you said we didn't do this until after..."
"But this reduces our advantage-"
"...Yeah. I'll dream every - uh, time's weird, but once a day from my perspective, and hopefully we'll be able to solve this soonish..."
"Thanks," Ant says with a small smile. "I- appreciate that. Just- look after yourself?"
She goes quiet, finishing her idlis.
Then: "I guess we should do checks. See if there's anything we're forgetting..."
Yup.
There's a few minor adjustments to be made, last minute supplies that could be useful, but for the most part they're good.
"I've been staring at the interface, I don't think I need to uncover my arm - we can just type in coordinates, hit enter, and poof."
"No 'the world is nausea'!"
She opens the Moment, summoning a sort of ethereal projection of a screen and keyboard, and starts typing.
After Elizabeth does the same, Bina takes a deep breath, hits enter -
And they're in her apartment. It's nighttime, and the lights are out.
Bina pauses, checks the time, mutters, "We're off by a few hours..."
"-Bina? What--Who- criss." The woman who's stepped into the living room is brandishing a hockey stick.