[tucks his helmet under his arm, patting her on the shoulder] Chin up. The fun's not over yet. [he smiles at her, then puts his helmet back on for now (and also switches off the motion tracker and thermals while he's at it)]

As for where we are, we're definitely in someone's apartment. Lives on their own, from the looks of it. [peeks into the fridge and yep, seems like a good assessment to him] Not sure why we're in the future though. The Plane probably screwed up. But don't worry, we'll get you home somehow.