Miles shakes his head. "I...don't know, exactly. Definitely not this world. On a ship. The Moira." He sucks in a long, slow breath, trying to figure out where to begin. This is definitely going to be one hell of a trip. At least they're on a...slightly less depressing topic.

"There was some kind of wormhole device on the ship -- well, more like a portal, I guess -- the Ingress. They were all over that universe, except the on onboard was broken." He tilts his head to the side in a you can guess what happened there gesture. "I was among the first wave to arrive. Wait -- no, the second wave. The captains had come by the ship the same way, sometime before us."

Yes, that's right, captains, plural. God, not even the Betans would try to run a ship by committee.

"They were trying to get the ship back to its planet of origin where, supposedly, they could get the Ingress fixed, and thus send us all on our merry way home." He smiled, a little tightly. "It wasn't a very easy ride." And he hadn't even made it all the way to the end of the destination. Dammit. "It wasn't just me, either. Ivan and Gregor were there, too. And Bel," he adds, though his expression flickers for just a moment into something oddly heavy. "Aunt Alys, too, for a little while. I was on the Moira for...about a year."