Miguel let loose a growl of frustration as he stared down at his dimensional travel watch, his fangs on full display. The pair of you had volunteered for this mission—and now the pair of you were stuck in a dimension that wasn't your own with nothing but jungle surrounding you. The watches held no signal, and the comms held no connection either.

"Growling at it isn't going to make it magically work," You snark, arms crossed where you rest against a palm tree. "We're stuck, Miguel."