It was, in a way, good to see his new companion had survived an attack by the Syndicate as well, even if his counterpart had died. It was also an odd twist of fate the two were so similar.

"Plans?" He hadn't thought much past the idea that he needed to get home. He wasn't entirely fond of being thrown into a new world against his will. And he wasn't entirely fond of being separated from Stephie. She had the Void Hound to protect her, but he still wanted to be there for her.

"I need to find a tall staff. No one can tell me where mine went." He liked that staff.