The window she stood in front of showed a gray, washed out city built of scrap, a little like the way Verdana had looked before the time disruption. "We, uh, I think we got poked into a different reality again. Except, well, this seems to be mine." Uh-oh. Should she be worrying about him? He wouldn't have any radiation resistance to speak of. What was she even going to feed him? The local bugs were generally pretty glowy.