[Jane watched Phillip practically brown out from the entire situation, and sympathetic, for she could understand the who awkward and suspicion. Who would actually do this elaborate setting and not have something else planned? But Jane knew she was okay, and if she could be around Phillip with knives, she could cope now.

Sinking to the blanket, she arranged her dress over her knees, before grabbing one of the charts, squinting at it.]

Oh, quite. Could be from a multitude of Earths or even the stars over worlds not Earth. Lots of different worlds to pick from, to be honest.