"We can." The Balladeer shrugs. "Or we could just walk out. Either way we'll have to deal with them." On the whole it's probably easier not to upset the dream people too much.

If Mako can't find her way around these controls, the Balladeer certainly can't. He only barely understands how the Internet works. He's got more sense than to randomly push buttons in a spaceship, so instead of fiddling with them, he turns back to their long-since interrupted conversation. "So anyway! I don't think I got your name?"