"Monitors?" Vax asks, head tilting to the side. Pre-industrial society did not leave him well-equipped for that.

He pauses for a moment, and then he folds his arms over his chest, and shakes his head. "A few people operated them on Exandria. It was a way to cross from continent to continent, aside from teleportation circles and all of that shite that the sorcerers and wizards did." Or using trees to teleport, though--

No, Vax thinks, don't think about that. Not now.

"I'm not taking that bet." He gives Noctis a sidelong glance -- then a grin. "Because there's one outcome there. Of fucking course they will. We're the adventurers, they're not."