"Yeah." Sara shakes her head, looking around them. Everything is leaving her nerves on edge, jangling in every direction.

"I'm pretty positive I was on the Waverrrider. We just got back, and we were heading toward another anachronism and--" Sara raised her hands in a jazz hands fashion, that would look funnier if her movements were so almost weapon sharp "--tada. Broken time again."


Beat. "Except worse."