Expression remaining neutral, Rey silently opts to take what Peter says at face value. Given the shit she's seen, she doesn't doubt that people come from crazy places where the logic her world abides by might not matter. And yet there is still a point to be made here.

"Yes, well. Have yet to see any elven wizards who can shit enchanted gourmet pizza magic in this place." Sorry, Peter, but she bungled that up on purpose. "So maybe we should stick to something like genetic experiments or hazardous waste. You know, normal stuff."

Normal for her, anyway.