Guys I Think We Broke Time

Sara gives a look toward his direction that really begs the question why a joke needs a serious answer, even she does sort of shoot a glance up at the ceiling. Momentarily humoring him at the idea of height. It'd be better somewhere that was not this space and this room. Somewhere with a lot more headway above, and space around, and she knows part of that is the comparison was well picked, was strategically picked, placed, and built.

"So would anything that looked like a real gym and not a civilian playpen."