[She's talking to the box. That's odd - but not nearly so odd as when he opens the door and they're suddenly outside. Cool air on his face, green grass under his boots, a blue cloud-scattered sky and a pale yellow sun.

And sparse woods and an even terrain, he notices absently, just like she said. Maybe it's a little like his cabin, a door opening onto another place, but it's - it's exactly what she asked for.]

This is incredible.

[It's a tiny whisper, barely more than a breath.]