Jazz inclined her head, studying him for a brief moment as he straightened next to her.

"Only in the innocent dreams of those who haven't lived, I'm guessing," she replied, giving him a wry smile. "Can't say I'd fancy a world like that, but I wouldn't mind one time having a portal to somewhere just as inadequately equipped to deal with realms of the less co-operative, and as blind-sided by it all as we are." She huffed a small laugh. "Or as most of the world is."

She'd said for years that the ability of people to ignore the bloody obvious and put it down to 'one of those things' still staggered her. "Do you ever think of how it would be not having to hide what you are?" Her question was asked with sincerity, clearly having been something she had sought the answer to herself on more than a few occasions.