It's called a train. [He offered a tiny smile then. It was no mystery that this place had a tendency to haul people in from all times and worlds, so someone not knowing what it was didn't really strike him as strange.] And yes, I was. [And then a tiny nod, in further confirmation that he had indeed been brought here the same way.]
.... [Smile fading away then, he blinked a few times at that word he didn't understand, and the way the other glanced down toward his wrist.] .... Is something wrong?
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.... [Smile fading away then, he blinked a few times at that word he didn't understand, and the way the other glanced down toward his wrist.] .... Is something wrong?