Sable just grins at that, locking in the transit and holding the throttle steady. "Seconded. Jumping in three, two, one, jump."

And as she speaks, there's a silent but deeply visceral sensation all three conduits feel as they pass between worlds in the space between moments.

"Welcome back to the Academy."

It feels different, when she's pulled through a bridge by Sable, than when Fib does it. Though she supposed that's normal, given that it's a small disaster every time Fib jumps. So far it seems like ever conduit she's met jumps differently, including herself. The barriers between worlds offer no resistance to her.

The act of multiversal travel has failed to become a mundane occurrence over the last couple of months, nevertheless she finds herself distracted from it as she tightens her hug around Eva.

"Whoof. This place still gives me the willies."

"Y'know, I want to compare it to other, worse worlds, but I guess that Crucible is actually a lot more honest with its intentions than the Academy, huh?"