[ There's something to be said about the fact that Rocket considers both sea and land as all land. He supposes once you reach the stars, it's difficult not to see each planet on a much smaller scale.

He takes the joystick, turning it over in his hands. Between tinkering on the car alongside Dean and the motorbike gifted to him, the wires and buttons that make up the device aren't as foreign to him as they might've once been. It's still different, though. Most steering instruments he's seen are wheels. What's most curious is that Rocket has started with just the steering device. It reminds him of how he'd begun his cabin with only a pile of logs and an axe. There's only one reason for that he can think of. ]

You built your ships on your world, too?

[ Otherwise, why not imagine the ship whole? Rocket must know what components fit where to create it piecemeal.

After a moment, he offers the joystick back to Rocket. ]

When our spheres collided, those who survived the landing became trapped in a single realm. I suspect they'd have given anything for a ship that took them home.