"Yeah... we didn't really have much of a choice." Reno rubbed the back of his neck. "There's not even a guarantee the portal we came through will be there when we go back. Might've moved."

It still had to exist, though, somewhere. Somehow. Reno had to believe that after seeing what he'd seen. The Interdimensional Rift had countless portals to worlds, existed between and among all of them. Even if people couldn't see a portal, one must always exist somehow...

"If we had control of 'em, we sure as hell would use 'em differently," Reno scoffed.

In a way, the banter was nice, though. A strange normalcy among the insanity that was crossing worlds -- and just being in Atia at all. It made things considerably easier to manage. So he'd let K'pandolu shop, he let Johnny shop, because it was a happy bit of sanity. He chuckled softly at Cloud's cross-dressing expense, giving a reassuring squeeze to his shoulder as he remembered how ready he was to kill Jack Harkness for being a little too interested. How he did try to kill the thirteen moogles and the avatar that had possessed Cloud as their evil mouthpiece. If Cloud in drag would solve anything, they'd have seen a result by now.

"Find something you like," he told K'pandolu and Johnny. "I'll get it." He didn't expect to have future use for his amat anyway.