Her posture eases. His stiffens at the mention of his own name, but he shoulders his shield all the same. For better or worse that one is not an issue his weapons can combat.

"Thank you," he remembers to say.

(With no other weapon at their disposal which can? Worse. Much worse.)

"This is- the name that was given to me is Wonderland. I myself only came here two months ago; there are people better equipped to speak about it from experience, but I will fill as many gaps as I can."

As efficiently as bags of sand might have closed the Breach, he should imagine.

"I said came here, but so far none I know of had much choice in the matter of their arrival. One moment they went about their business in a place familiar to them, the next they were here."

That much she can already attest to now, personally. The trouble begins where all their knowledge ends.

"Whoever or whatever is behind these abductions we cannot say, nor what purpose they're meant to serve. The magic which brought and binds us here, it goes beyond anything we've experienced - or even heard of, for that matter."

It sounds as grave as it ought to be, but there is a lot more to come, and Cullen remembers to leave room to breathe.

"This is not a safe place, but we're in no immediate danger at the time."