"Really? And you don't recall being anywhere else between then and now?" Well, there goes that hypothesis. And he'd been so sure of it, too. He sighs, mentally going over all the people here for any other commonality. "Prior to you, all of the other people present here had been taken from their native realities once before. I understand from talking to Bertie that your homeworld has no others connected to it, but to explain there are a great many others out there. In particular there are at least a half-dozen Londons that I'm aware of, all recognizably London but subtly different in their own ways."

It's strongly tempting to ask her if she's absolutely certain that the London in which she found herself was the one that belonged in her homeworld, and if she'd noticed any strange travelers while she was there, but he feels like he'd best explain before trying to press the issue.

"But I digress. Bertie and I met in a place called the Incipisphere, having been transported there along with somewhere around a hundred others to participate in the conflict between the two warring nations of Prospit and Derse, essentially acting as soldiers upon their battlefield with the promise of some greater reward at the end. Most of us assumed that this would be returning home after it was all over, but this was not the case, and some of us found ourselves here." He purposefully admits a good number of the details, like how it called itself a game and the frogs and the ultimate reward being a universe. That seems like it wouldn't be terribly helpful right now.

"In short, Bertie and I are comrades in arms, and fought closely together for much of our time there."