"I dunno," he sounds defiant at her simple, expectation-defying response, "a fucking moon?" Honestly, space would make more sense than hiding a fantastical, dreamlike farm somewhere on an island. And yet...

"So where is it? Were you just teleporting us there each night, or were we asleep?" Garrot exhales sharply through his nostrils, trying to hold back his frustrations as he asks his next question. "Is the Protector the only person who managed to find it during the day?" Because clearly he found it recently, but if someone could teleport this year, then...