[He has to admit, the way the stranger's face lights up is pretty cute, and despite the eerie landscape and overwhelming situation in which he finds himself trapped, Connor is, at least for the moment, put at ease.]

Yeah, of sorts. Except that instead of fitting inside a building, it can fit in the palm of your hand. I'd show you, but I don't have my phone with me. Service cut out a few galaxies back, and the battery's dying anyway.

[Twenty-first century problems...]