Magic is common where I'm...hm. [Oliver glances around, looking at the poster on the wall, and the pamphlets littering the ground. After looking over one, he frowns, but he also seems thoughtful.]

Where I'm from, magic is common. And I hardly think this is Hell...it's too quiet, and not enough...well, devils. We'd know if this were the Nine Hells.

[He pockets the flyer.]

According to this, we seem to have all been brought here from all over - many different planes of existence. It's fascinating...but I was never really one for being captive.