[ Without the threat of screeching bird creatures to distract her from thinking of what could be either a very worrisome memory or somehow an actual disruption in time, Mantis spends her time following Peter thinking harder and getting more and more confused and concerned. ]

Oh… [ What do people drink here? There is someone nearby with a weird blue drink when she looks around, and she hasn't a clue what it is, so naturally, ] One of those?

[ There's a question in her voice that the barkeep seems to have ignored, as that's what he gets her. ]

Um, [ Mantis has her hands together as usual, but it's easy to tell from the way she idly fidgets with her fingers that something is bothering her. ] I do not think I have experienced this planet, so I do not understand… because even if I have forgotten, you are here and have been here, why do I not remember you leaving either?