Luke tried to think about how cool it was, but it was a bit like trying to imagine being surprised about there being a New York when you were in Boston. Even if you had no hope of getting there, its existence wasn't astonishing in and of itself.

He coughed when he took his first sip of the drink, trying to cover for it.

"Otherwise," he said after a moment, "I'm trying not to get used to it." His mouth firmed. "It... wasn't exactly my plan. Being here."