Hey, don't get me wrong, I'd be totally happy to blame you for this, but this time I'm pretty sure you're off the hook. [He spares a second to grin at himself for the pun -- off the hook, man, he needs to use that around Hook at some point. Then it's back to looking annoyed as hell.]
But seriously, if this place had to magic us together somewhere, did it have to be outside? Couldn't we be inside in a comfortable room with a bedside table full of books I could read for the next, I don't know, indeterminable amount of time it takes for us to stop being stuck?