[If it makes Jade feel any better, it's probably more obvious he's wearing a hoodie and a pair of jeans he owned in Asgard, now that he's no longer tucked into a bunk. He's also wearing his bracelet, useless trinket it may now be.

He shoots her a slightly odd look at the nervousness. It makes him review his most recent memories as he climbs to his feet (and it might be pretty telling he doesn't seem surprised by their presence at all).]

Oh, sweet. [Another beat.] Wait, no, we were supposed to go back to our own world. Reality. Whatever you wanna call our frogiverse fuckitude. [He shoots her another look and then one down at himself. Legs.]

What the fuck?