[ Laughing a little. ] Luck doesn't just hate you. Luck routinely takes you outside and throws you under the b--
[ She freezes, eyes narrowing behind her red glasses, a fist coming up to her chin as she thinks. That would explain why she didn't remember going to sleep outside. ] ...I left? That can't be it. Last thing I remember is having my dragon jetpack on and---
[ Looking back at the other troll. ] If that's right. How long was I gone?