There had been a call to duty and Paige had answered. Okay, maybe not as straightforward as that but she'd seen Ruby mentioning need for patrolling and she'd offered, not on the boards, to help out. She was still adapting and learning about world differences, nevertheless, she was certain the basics were the same. When the situation became hairy, orb self, partner(s), and victim(s) far, far away.
When Paige focused on the simplicity of it, of being support and filling out where needed when others played hero (she knew how to do that too), it wasn't any different from being home. Except home didn't have Jedis and teenagers (young adult, whatever, ... she was older, much older, not that much older) in ninja outfits. With a mental sigh, and her attention tuning into her surroundings she almost missed out what her partner, Dustin, said. Raising a brow, she gave him a look that was a mix of disbelief, uncertainty, and a bit of 'okay, I'll bite', "You want to play a game? What kind of game?"