[ Alas, Peter is not the font of knowledge she's surely looking for, because he offers only a sheepish shrug. ]

I uh, have no idea. To both questions.

[ He casts his light around at the fuselage again -- looks like a lot more people are starting to wander off, knapsacks in tow. Lots of dazed faces, at the very least, and Peter frowns. ]

I'm getting the feeling you and me aren't the only ones in the dark, though.

[ A pause, and he casts her a sidelong glance. ] Pun not intended.