"It's nice to meet you, Davina. Where are you from?" He's curious. "When are you from too?" She looked like she could have been from a world that was contemporary to his but he's never sure,

"It's not bad here," he says, answering her question. "I mean, I'm sure there are worse places you could be stuck. I've been stuck in worse places. The closets give you anything you could want or need, and most of the people here are friendly and interesting. The only thing is the events. Every other week or so this place likes to throw something at us from one of our worlds. Sometimes it throws us in an alternate world with no memory of who we were. Or it could take our powers, or make us sing spontaneously. It threw us back into the old west once and we had to travel to Oregon." Not his favorite event.