It's the most seductive word in the world, the way he says it. In any world.
It entices her, always has, but from him, it doesn't tease. He speaks the word as a promise, as a piece of the fantastic version of reality he creates around himself. Until he took her hand, she could only fantasized wonders far less fantastic than him. A few days ago or a year, everything changed.
He promises her a plasma storm and everything she's ever dreamed of.
"Anywhere," he says and holds his hand out for her to take. "Rose, we can go anywhere."