Ford had been devoting most of his attention to keeping himself from panicking or spiraling, and very little to where they were going. When Cash spoke again he stopped walking and looked up as though seeing their surroundings for the first time. "It?" he asked. It felt like if this was it — whatever Cash meant by that — there should be something different about it. Something about the quality of the air or the feel of the light that indicated this was a Big Important Moment, or at least had the potential to be. This was just another space in the park, with bent grass underfoot where people had dragged things in for the bazaar and a faint hum of background conversation. It felt too mundane to be it.
Set by Lady!