Honestly, he has no idea how to deal with this, but this can't be permanent, can it? There's no way. There's no way. Weird stuff like this does happen, doesn't it, with something like the Rift always getting in the way?

And here Tim was thinking their lives couldn't get any more unreal.

"Yeah," he says, staring fixedly at the wall without seeing it. "Yeah, maybe. Kinda falls outside her area, don't you think?"

Thanks, brain. He didn't really want to supply that last thought, but whatever, no changing it now. He shoots the miniscule Jay a knitted-brow frown. "Would, uh - would I have to carry you, like, in my pocket?"