"Right. Okay." She nods once, quickly, her expression scrunched up tightly as she tries to sort through the questions clamoring around her head. "Feeling lost, yes. More than a little. But that's normal. Kind of. Where I came from. Things go wrong, you know, people get lost, sometimes you never find them again. But this..." She looks around at the unfamiliar city, the noise of it all. "This is where I ended up. And you were expecting that, which means..." What does it mean.

She looks back at Tom. "This place. Darrow, you said. It's where people end up. There's some kind of draw here, like the magic is sort of funneling in. Or is it active? A spell cast on purpose- that would take so much energy. Where's it coming from?"

She blinks. Tom's staring at her. "Who's 'us'?" she asks a bit sheepishly.