Ned listens with keen interest to her explanations. Not part of any of their worlds. "Then they have taken us from many worlds," he muses. "It is like no magic or powers of gods that I have seen, either." He speaks less easily of magic, but he does believe in higher powers, certainly, and things not of this world.

Her laughter, and her breezy obscenity, provoke an answering chuckle from the grey-eyed man before her. "I am that obvious, hm?" He lifts his new mug and quaffs before meeting her eyes. It is not a flirtatious look in itself - he's had to give Ashara up, but he is not looking to replace her here either - but it challenges her, at the very least. "Did you look like me, when you first came here?" Wide-eyed. Taking it all in. Questioning. Needing answers.