"That's...true." It's not a topic Med'an knows a lot about, but he at least understands atmospheres and the concept of outer space. And he sees no reason not to believe that the Dragonflights were capable of space travel. "Or if you had a spaceship. But if they can take away magic, they'd take away your ship," the morose tone creeping back.

"The town doesn't seem...awful, though. Not really like a prison, if we're supposed to be being punished and all..." For a moment he sort of examines Emet-Selch's clothing, but it's too complex and fancy to confirm what he's looking for, so he'll just ask; "did you get your charm yet?"