“Though, I’m not entirely sure…” she starts off leisurely, kind of unsure on where to start, “well, I heard it’s because BREW, the thing that brought us here doesn’t seem to have a good grasp on everything. That while it brings people here, it also randomly … malfunctions.” She looked uneasy about the last word, but she decides to conclude her speech regardless. “And I guess that’s when people get sent back.”

"Sorry, I can’t really explain it better.” Lucy nods little in thanks, taking the tea pot and placing it on the table before giving a curt nod to herself. “We can just wait for the water to boil then.”