"Centuries ago," Raine repeated, looking curious rather than bemused. "The timeline means a little less here. There are people from all different times and worlds. One of the gentlemen who works at the Guild occasionally is from France in the nineteenth century, if I recall correctly. The twenty-first century appears to be slightly more common, however." She watched Simon carefully. This was all very matter-of-fact to her by now, nothing out of the ordinary, but if he came from a world with no magic it might be harder for him to wrap his head around. "Everyone is simply taken from a different time and place. Some people from the same world do find each other, however, so it's possible..."

Raine discovered she had more questions than she could ask at once, specifically relating to leaving his planet. "Your people left your planet?" she asked, and, "How many years ago? Was it out of necessity, or choice?"