dear_mun | [On heading to mysterium_tremendum || Canon is Primeval]

Yep. Good to see you again too. Always a pleasure to be here and not in some mud hut looking at a spinosaurus' ankles, y'know?

But I gotta say--and stop me if you've heard this one, right?--doesn't this feel like a bit of deja-vu? I mean, weren't I meant to go gallivanting through the 1920s a while ago? So... We're trying again, yeah? Brilliant. Awesome. Superb. Just one thing. I get this feeling that you're only giving one ticket out of here. And. Well. Y'know. Gotta say there were two passengers who travelled on the Anomaly-747 direct flight to Cretaceous, no expenses paid and not even an in-flight movie, not even I Am Legend on continuous loop. No badly cooked chicken either...

So, I guess what I'm saying is that it's dead good that we're giving this escape another shot and all, but I mentioned the Bonnie and Clyde thing before, remember? It doesn't really work if it's Nn-nghh and Clyde, 'cause it don't sound right. Can't have one without the other. Do you catch my drift here?

... Couldn't care less, couldya?

Y'know what. Fine. Just... Do what'ya like, okay? As long as there's electricity and radio-waves, I can bloody well do anything. That's right. If you leave Abby stranded there on her own? That's just fine, because she'll just hang tight and kick a raptor in the do-nads while I figure a way to get her back. Yeah. C'mon mate, do your worst!