[Abel does chuckle a little, it's like Cain is shaking his gift and asking what's inside without realizing he can open it, it's cute. In the next moment, the bedroom is rebuilt in a series of shifting tiles all slotting together. The boundaries are hazy at first, but as the last one fits into its place the entire image becomes sharper and grows depth.]

[He and Abel are laying in the middle of a road on a hill. It's a steep drop down the other side, guarded by a sleek rail, and on the other side-- miles and miles of trees and presumably homes stretch out towards a pink horizon. The air around them is damp and quiet, and overall it feels a little like being draped in a heavy gray blanket. But they're at least dressed for the occasion, Abel in a jacket with a red front and goldenrod sleeves, Cain in his black leather-- maybe just a little more form-fitting than it is in reality.]

[Abel stands up and offers a hand to Cain. The road stretches up the hill, a lazy wind that's lined with trees full of foliage and delicately scented flowers. It's not clear where it goes, but the purpose of the program is pretty clear given Abel's sleek red motorcycle is waiting right in the middle of the road.]

I thought I was overdoing it programming the different weather patterns and varying times of day, but I guess it paid off this time. [He smiles at Cain and looks back out at the horizon.] Welcome to Earth. The sun should be rising soon, if you wanted to take a ride.