Idly, Thomas wondered if the monsters in Terca Lumireis were immune to bullets. Perhaps he wouldn't do too badly? Fighting off monsters in a magical Dark Ages was a rather romantic notion, anyway.

"Ah... how I got here?" He frowned. He was still fairly sure, even though none of the other outsiders he'd talked to were in the same situation, that he was here because he was cursed. But he certainly didn't want to mention that, no matter how accepting N had been of it. "I am not really sure; I was simply walking in London when I turned a corner and ended up somewhere else entirely." That much was true, anyway.

"And I don't think anyone is sure why we're here, either. I and the friends I've made so far have decided to simply make the best of it."