This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
"...Just any ocean? That's...weird doesn't even begin to cover it."
"So far I've seen little to no reason to want to try to comprehend him rather than backing away slowly."
"Yeah. Although I probably won't want to stay in Canada all the time, at least not immediately, I have a degree to finish."
"I think it only lets them spy on us as much as they want. I'm much more okay with him spying on people than random government goons spying on people."
"If we have to I'm sure we can figure something out. Why is taking over the world on the table when we're planning to flee it?"
"Fair enough. Here's hoping it doesn't come to that, it sounds like a pain."