[Nero looks up like he's supposed to see something. Not much. Barely a sky, really, 'cause he doesn't put much thought into how the place looks outside the van. Maybe sunny, if he's missing Fortuna really bad that day. Maybe rain if he wants to skid the van through mud.

Now it's sort of just... a sky. Cloudless. Sort of dark, edging against twilight.

Nero hops down beside him, giving the shadow under the van a look. Thancred's presence appears to have ruffled her feathers -- so to speak -- and as he watches, the shadow starts growing, expanding.]

So you drifted into dreamland and it just... threw you on top of my van? [Or he'd been trying to move through and found himself here. Who the fuck knows? Nero quit trying to understand the Horizon, like, months ago.] This happen a lot? 'Cause you're not the first guy to fall on the van -- long story -- but definitely the first time in here.