Following the voice isn't too difficult, although seeing as how I'm hoping to stay in one piece, it's slow going. "Just stay there," I yell, because that just seems safest when considering the state of the place we've landed. No need for both of us to be in danger.

"The good news is we're not wet," I add, feeling like I should probably knock on wood — I can't see the sky through the canopy, and for all I know I'm about to be proven wrong.

"The salient question, of course, is if we're in the same place we were before — Not specifically, but generally." In here, there's no way to get a read on the broader landscape. "Is there a village to get back to or should we start building a nest?"