Ryan shivers as he steps through the door like all of his hair just stood on end only he knows it hasn't moved. Scents are...muted? He's not certain, but he knows it's not the same as the bar. Or any other world for that matter. It's the first time he's stepped through a Door and not felt a shift in the moon. What's always been the most noticeable change before is now conspicuous just by its absence.

Welcome to being digital, Ryan.

He meant to leave a note, he remembers belatedly, in case he's gone longer than he expected. But who is there to look for him anymore?

"Lead the way, River," Ryan says finally once he's adjusted.