Of course it does. Edgar thinks, somewhat bitterly. The rift can apparently do anything - but send them home.

Home is his first thought when he thinks about where to go, but he quickly turns away from the idea. It wouldn't be home, not really, and he'd rather not cling to a pale shadow of the real thing.

Instead, he thinks about New York. If this is a dream - his dream - they could go anywhere.

The next thing Edgar knows, he's staring out at the sea from the top of the Statue of Liberty.