[ Jim holds it up, aiming at a window but making no move toward firing it. Even the weight balance is different from back home. ]

They look a lot alike, but the firing mechanism's completely different. There's nothing here to heat the plasma.

[ The mention of Jim's room changes the sp]ace around them. For a moment, they're in a burning building, a single open window ahead the only escape. Jim blinks and it's gone - it never happened. ]

My room's... messy. You'd hate it.