"One being?" Now Kaya was sure she was hallucinating or dreaming while unconscious, though why her mind would come up with such a crazy scenario she had no idea. Either way, it didn't seem to be hurting anything so she'd play along until the dream was over. It'd be something to joke about with Jaythree when she woke up.
They made their way to the airlock and boarding ramp, and Kaya punched the button to open everything up. "Looks like it all works, that's a good sign. I'd worried I came down harder than I thought." She started down the ramp and gestured for Isabel to follow.
"Seven miles huh?" She wasn't familiar with the measurement but it sounded like a long walk. "I guess you've got a faster way than by foot?"
"Well, there are two. One that brings us here and the other that keeps us here and likes to be a dick." When they got to the bottom of the ramp, she glared at the Spire before nodding at Kaya's question.
"Much faster, but you might end up a bit nauseated. You willing to risk it?"
"Right." Kaya just nodded along because why not? If there could be one being with the ability to pull people around from different universes why not two? This was one weird dream.
She punched the button to close the hatch and turned back to Isabel. "Sure, why not?"
Isabel could tell that Kaya didn't really believe her but she just let it go. She would figure it out soon enough. Isabel held out her hand. "I need you actually holding on for it to work."
"All right." Kaya shrugged and took hold of the other woman's hand. "Let's do it." Isabel was able to appear out of thin air into her ship, so maybe she could teleport somehow, though she'd never heard of anyone with that capability.
Isabel made sure that she had a tight grip on Kaya's hand before she snapped her fingers. In the blink of an eye they were standing in the middle of the diner. She smiled, but was ready to grab Kaya if she needed it. "You okay?"
Kaya staggered a bit as if she were on a ship that had gotten a hard bump from something, but was otherwise unscathed. She looked around at the diner and her face went pale. The diner itself wasn't a shock, it wasn't that different in layout than she'd seen on countless space stations and worlds around the galaxy. It was the fact that they really were in the diner instead of outside her ship that really threw her.
A shaky hand reached out and touched the top of a booth seat, confirming the solidity to herself that it was real. "Chuba" (Dammit) This was no dream, it couldn't be, no matter how much she wished it was.