Oh lord, he's greeting the wildlife. She could tell him not to, but what's the point? Let them stare. They are both very attractive and on the move, after all. Plenty to stare about.

She puts up with him pulling away, as well. Let him gawp at things. This is all very new to him. "I do," she says, recovering his hand. He doesn't really need her to lead him around, she suspects, but it is probably around rush hour and you never know. It's comforting to have a hand to hold onto. "My universe is actually very similar to this one, so most of it's the same. Pop culture has been the biggest difference. We had some more significant technical advances where I'm from, but these folks are catching up fast." She leads him through increasing tides of people to the ticketing machine. She has her keys and her wallet, not her phone. She's pretty sure she didn't have her keys or her wallet in the rift, but who's to say? Thanks for small favors, rift. You asshole.

Her card still works, ridiculously, and she buys him a metrocard with a modest sum. "These trains aren't a good example. They've been around for ages. Mostly they're dirty and loud."

She hands him his metrocard. "Hang onto that," she says. "I'll show you what to do with it." She leads him over to the turnstile for a demonstration.