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[ There's a blatant air of uncertainty surrounding her after he has reached for her hand - Lorelei is certainly the kind of person who, albeit unintentionally, is quick to display a significant lack of social skills. Her reactions aren't ill-intended; far from it. But it feels like she's walking on eggshells and she's slowly trying to push that feeling away. ]

Oliver Valarian. [ She repeats his name with a slight nod, although her next words are spoken with a hint of hesitation. ] It's... A pleasure to meet you. Even if I don't understand how this happened.

[ It couldn't have possibly been a spell. She has never heard of one that could take her to a different location, much less at random. ]

[He notices her uncertainty and immediately gives her a bit of space, respectful. He doesn't seem put off by her lack of social skills, however, and gestures with a flourish. One thing he learned from growing up in a gypsy caravan were plenty of stage tricks. A flower appears in his hand and he offers it to her with a smile.]

And a pleasure to meet you. You can relax, I am far from the sort of nobility that would expect you to have extreme social grace. I'm a nomad and a wanderer. As for this...

[He looks around thoughtfully, and slides a thumb into his purple sash in a jaunty manner.] I'd assume some sort of teleportation magic...except that I can't explain the automated wagon that brought me here.

[ Her eyes go wide for a brief moment but she takes the flower with a nod of gratitude. As he speaks, she examines it with great care and momentarily considers placing it on her hair; but perhaps later. For now, she simply holds the flower and pays attention to the conversation at hand.
Her ears perk up at his last words, however. ]

I've never heard of such kinds of magic. Or that... Thing. [ The train, she means the train. Trains do not exist in her home world. ] Do you think that maybe we're in hell?

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.

[ Now there's something Lorelei hadn't considered; then again she wouldn't have known for sure. It's mostly the factor of novelty playing into her confusion. She takes a good look around and finally nods. ] I suppose you're right. But... What? [ It was a strange concept to grasp, but ultimately she shook her head. Stranger things could have happened; at least it wasn't Hell. ]

This doesn't feel very much like captivity, does it. [ Her tone decreases at that. She would know about that - in some way. ]

Sometimes, a prison doesn't have bars or walls, or even shackles you can see.

[Oliver takes a breath and closes his eyes, and frowns.] Hm. There's a lot of memory here. No one will tell me why we were brought here though. And I get the feeling that, judging by the austere welcome, our hosts are not likely to make themselves easily known.

[Resting a hand on the hilt of his cutlass, he breathes out and runs a hand through his hair.]

But we might find a few more answers to our question if we explore a little. What do you say?

[ Very quietly: ] I know.

[ But just as she says it, she's quick to focus on the change of subject. ] You can sense that? [ Curiosity laces her tone. ] I suppose we could go... But I should come back here soon.

[Oliver turns a sharp eye to her.] As do I. And yes, I can. The women of my people...well, my mother's people - are known for having the gift of Sight. For a man to be born with it is rare, but I was strange enough as it was. And I inherited it from my mother. My caravan was known for their fortune telling and psychics, and their music.

[Smiling lightly, he steps towards the door, never stepping ahead of her or behind her. He peers outside, and looks mildly impressed.]

I've never seen a city like this...but for a city, it's oddly empty. [He glances back at her.] Why would you want to come back here?

That's very interesting. [ Lorelei means that, even if her tone could indicate some sort of absence, seeming disinterest. It's just the way she sounds - if she didn't care to know, surely she wouldn't have asked in the first place, nor would she have listened intently. ] Do you play an instrument?

[ Upon reaching the door she pauses, looks back and then, only then, looks towards the city. ] Hm... It is strange. And, ah... [ She bites her lip, looking back just one more time before taking a step towards the city streets. Perhaps it's best to move along. ] I am waiting for someone.

Well, it's not everyone's cup of tea, exploring, but it's in my blood. [Oliver smiles as he steps out into the street, and extends a hand cordially to her.]

I play violin - my father was known for his work. Doesn't look like it made it with me here, though. Pity! But if you're waiting for someone...how do you know they'll arrive at all?

[Oliver looks a bit apologetic.] I'm not trying to discourage you, but we arrived here by change and a healthy dose of magic, I'm guessing.

[ Lorelei shifts her weight from one foot to the other, carefully considering her options for the shortest moment before she finally decides to step forward and, with a nod, take his hand. ]

I have never explored past the forest. [ The one she knew, of course. ] But it sounds fascinating. [ A pause as she collects her words. ] As does your musical talent.

[ However, he makes a good point and Lorelei cannot help but to look down at the pebbles on the ground, hunching her shoulders slightly in a vague semblance of a shrug. ] He never strays too far.

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