I don't fly, I just know how to tell gravity to stop bothering me.

*Imogen is already looking at and touching things in the lab space she's found. It doesn't look very promising this seems to be mostly accounting and boring math things. She picks through debris, finding shattered Pokeballs and other oddities from the old world.*

Yes you will, they'll serve little tiny cakes. Nobody can say no to little tiny cakes.