"Oh, like a hard light projection?" Dustin's eyes lit up. "Your great-grandmother was from another dimension?! That's so freaking awesome!"
He dismissed her apology with a wave of his hand. "That's okay. I'm not used to sharing a room with girls. This place doesn't seem to care about that sort of thing. The boy/girl thing, I mean. Like, there's a guy here who has a boyfriend, and no one seems to care. I mean, I don't really care, people love who they love, right? But if that happened back where I live? Everyone would have shunned them right out of town. Which is stupid, but generally people are stupid there. They didn't notice that they've been living in a place sitting under it's own pocket dimension for the last four years, even though monsters and Russians destroyed the mall last summer."
He poked the barrier again. "So does that make you an alien? Some of the people here are aliens. It's kinda cool, even if they look like humans. How long does this last?"