-- Yeah, alright. He'll take talking to a real life bosomy chick over pouring over novel after novel, trying to decide which one is less ridiculous to take back to his cabin.

"Magic..." Hell, he can't even say he doesn't believe in magic. He serves an Egyptian god. He's seen the weird shit that happens in his world outside than that.

But yeah-- he can't really say anything in this place has felt like it comes from a good source. From anything that wants to help them. "That obvious, huh?"

He shrugs his shoulders. "Just a day or two ago. Still getting used to... all this."

And figuring out what to do with his time now that he has no actual obligations to anyone. "How about you?"