"Yeah, okay," Oliver said. He let his eyes wander over the campsite and its surroundings, mostly as a continued excuse not to meet Asch's gaze. While Asch ate, Oliver's own sandwich stayed where he'd set it down.

At Asch's idea, however, he did look up, surprised. Why hadn't he thought of that before? Really, why hadn't Christine or one of the others thought of it? Oliver shook his head. "No. I've just tried to go back myself."

He closed his eyes and thought of the Plane again, partially to demonstrate and partially just in case it actually worked this time. It didn't.