Kaylee's expression sobers, and she looks down at her hands. "Duìbùqĭ. Sorry. I shouldn't've asked about that." Truth is, she's homesick something fierce - not for the place, but the people, her crew, her family, and that's not something she can fix with a nice afternoon in the Sensorium.

"There's gotta be a way back though," she offers. "I mean, if we got here, there's gotta be a way to do it backwards. I'll betcha we get it all sorted out real soon." Her voice isn't very convincing, but it's obvious she wants it to be true, wants it desperately.