"There probably is no 'answer'," Connor with a shrug. "The Powers make it up as they go along, I think, then wait to see how it shakes out. What happens now is up to us, not whoever set us down here."
He clinked his beer bottle against Rhiannon's now-full glass, and privately he thought that he at least had gotten a sort of reward. But it wasn't his nature to tell tales, even to his friends. With some things,it was better to hold them close to you.
"So, we have food and drinks, and there's games and stuff in the living room. Welcome to our first ever new year's party."