"Something about this place ..." Han says. His voice drifts off not because he's struggling to lie, no, he does that often enough that when he commits to one he typically does a decent job of it. It's because he's trying to find the right words to make his point.

"The way that all these universes are able to meet makes it unstable. I've seen gravity distorted, distances lengthened and then shortened and then lengthened again, inexplicable weather patterns, but it's not just the regions itself."

Han's hazel eyes look upon her with empathy. "Things happen to the people here too. Aging. Body swapping. All kinds of things. They're always temporary, but no way to know how long it's going to last."