[ It takes her some time to wake up, when they return her. Her body is so week. She feels so tired. And it feels like it's been years since she's seen anything but grey and white and steel.

She can see the sky. She stares at it for a little while, eyelids fluttering as she struggles to keep awake and remember that if she can see that, she needs to be doing something. Moving. But she just doesn't want to. Everything hurts. Her body aches in a way she didn't know it could.

It's a very painful, grueling process, but she manages to pull herself up to sit against a tree and laboriously pull out her journal. She flicks on the video function, and the sight of her isn't a pleasant one. The paleness of her skin and the dark circles under her eyes are the least of it. There's a hollowness to her cheeks, a wideness to her eyes, that suggests illness. Something very wrong.

She looks like she hasn't eaten in days. ]

I, um. [ She lifts a hand, pressing it into her eye. ] I could use help. Soon. I'm -- so tired. I'm...

... is that water?

[ Of course, then she drops the journal. It records the tree canopy and the sky through it for a while. Then it just abruptly cuts off.

Well, that's worrying.



Much later, at least an hour - probably two - she'll reopen the journal, and it's obvious now she's in the clinic. She looks basically not at all better, but she's trying. ]

Sorry. I-- I'm fine. I will be. [ A breath out. ] So that's a Malnosso kidnapping, huh? [ Her mouth twists, wry. ] I -- really get now why they're not popular.

[ Then she just sighs, resting her head back against her pillows and shutting her eyes. She's just -- you know. She'll be fine. A week's starvation never hurt anybody. ]

( Morning of the 2nd / Action in and around Seventh Heaven )

( Afternoon and evening of the 2nd / Action in Good Spirits )

( Pepper Potts and Susan Richards | Locked 100% )

I know both of you probably haven't been having an easy few days yourselves, but I could really use someone to talk to. Someone that isn't male. Or teenage. Or both.

[ A deep breath. ]

Ooookay. So it looks like I'm back. I'm -- already settled, so that's one thing. Tony? I want my stuff back. Is -- anyone else I met last time still around?

[ A beat, and she laughs. ] It's surreal. It's really surreal, ending up in this place twice. Hi, Luceti. For those who don't know me, my name is Jane Foster. I definitely don't need the run down, since I'm not exactly new or anything, and I got a cliff notes version of what happened while I was gone.

So... maybe I'll do this a little differently. There's something I want to know that I didn't get around to asking, last time.

Has anyone here traveled between worlds? Or through time? Or both? I'd -- really like to hear about it.