[ Another pause, but a considering one, rather than a bemused one. At length, he offers a nod, though given reluctantly. The guy could very well be talking out of his ass, but Owen doesn't get that sense -- and he typically imagines himself to be a good judge of character. ]

Granted, this all depends on us actually being able to track her, avoid detection from InGen, and managing to get the both of you some place safe enough for your-- [ He waves a hand vaguely. ] --God. Friend. Boss. Whatever. To zap you back.