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Hello? [You can't really see much of anything for a moment, until Tosh pushes herself up into a sitting position on a pile of sand, fumbling for her device. She's been in better shape; right now, she looks exhausted, like she hasn't slept or eaten for more than a day, and she's been crying, to boot. Oh, yeah, and her clothes are ripped, dusty, and have bloodstains on them. She pushes her glasses up for a moment, pinching the bridge of her nose, before she begins speaking again.]

I have to say, this isn't what I expected. Though, after speaking with Owen, I'm not sure I expected anything at all.

[She scoops up a handful of sand and watches the grains fall through her fingers - then, because it's the scientific sort of thing to do, she takes another handful, sniffs it, and...yep, licks a few grains.]

Well, the sand seems ordinary enough. And what about this thing? What is it?

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Yeah.

[Mercy's quiet for a moment.]

I... it's hard. Sometimes I get so homesick...

But I try and remind myself that when I finally go home, it will be like no time has passed.

Really? So time here passes differently than time back home?

[Sorry, Tosh is kinda terrible at sympathy sometimes.]

That's what they say. And there are those who've left and come back and it seems to hold true for all of them.

[Don't worry, Tosh. Just wait till you walk into the awkward which is Jack, Mercy, and Ianto!]

So there's no voluntary way out, but you can leave and return involuntarily? And time passes here while you're back home, but not vice versa.

So, I'm told.

It runs differently though. People who go back home can be there for months and only days will pass here. Or vice versa.

So the instantaneous travel is only one way, then. Strange.

What can I say, but welcome to the City.

[Mercy grinned at her.]

But you're really smart from everything I've been told, so maybe you can figure some of it out.

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