[ He leans forward on the bar a little, turned so that he's facing both of them, and uses a hand to illustrate with gestures, the other still gripping his drink. ]

Alright. Hear me out.

We know when we're from. Right? That makes sense. But we also know when a lot of the other people are from. And some of them are way out. Vanessa, right, hell, she's from the 19th century. There's no way someone shoved her into cryo, right? They didn't have any of that shit, back then. So unless some alien just - snuck down onto Earth and just - randomly froze people, they had to have grabbed her from her time.

[ Alright. Breath. Continue. ]

Take Mako and Raleigh, now. They're from the 21st century - but they were fightin' aliens. That sure as hell didn't happen on our Earth, right? The protoshit was our first contact - I don't think history would somehow erase giant freakin' monsters and the robots they needed to fight 'em.

So, we ain't all from the same spot. We can't be. We ain't from the same universe, or from the same time. Right?

So I figure - I figure - here, this is another universe altogether. However they pulled us from one universe to this one, it's gotta be here somewhere. Maybe it's two-thousand and six fuckin' hundred here, but that don't mean it is at home.