[he nudges back, for the sake of it. August has an uneasy energy about him which is unusual, normally he can flow into a situation and make it work for him. he can't make this work. looking at Nick in a forlorn way as he looks up at the sky, a hidden expression.]

Another world, another reality...there's really no telling how far away we are right now.

[his father had books of 'otherworlds', of physics and stories he could recite, but he doesn't think any of them will quite fit.]

What's the last thing you remember?