Which was likely a good thing, because ha... the native towing them in likely wouldn't be thrilled if they made it even harder on them. Not that they'd see it considering where the controls are, but still.

He feels his father's eyes on him the moment the airlock doors close behind them, the artificial gravity taking hold. He lets go, and for a blessing, he wore his own princely fatigues for this outing. Though Regis would recognize the band on his right hand more than anything. He's going to regret not taking it off and pocketing it later, he knows.

"Disrupting it usually works. The how depends on the memory." And then he realizes why his dad's asking this and halts. "Pretty sure if you went back out there, you'd get stuck in another memory." Like he had. That was fun.