Max arches her eyebrows, suddenly pretty certain that's the case. "I mean. It was 1986 for me back home. What year is it here?" she asks uncertainly. Because if she'd somehow time-traveled AND gotten kidnapped onto another planet, she was going to be pissed.

She watches as he works on his own tablet and she pulls hers out, too. "Wait. Wait. You can play games on your phone?" That definitely doesn't make any sense, because how would that even work? Phones don't even have screens. Right?

"You can do that?"