Thank god she can read. Otherwise they'd be playing charades and honestly he's not the greatest. One would think... anyway, paper and pen, all is swell.

Not by her own fault she seems to misunderstand him, but all in all her answer still makes sense in the context of things. He'd already been at this place, found it by accident or so he'd thought. After this and the way some people were dressed like they're at a renaissance faire or the big fuck off bird he's seen... magic isn't as crazy as it sounds. Still hard to believe, but that's just because he's from a place where that stuff doesn't happen. He's seen and experienced some crazy shit in his life and maybe this is just another step in that.

He's some how always had this weird luck about him. In a glass half empty half full sorta way. Always some how ends up alive when his partners end up dead. Some how always ends up escaping incarceration, never by his own means. The world is strange. He's learned that much. Wrench shakes his head a little, but writes anyway.

and you? how did you get here?
"magic"?