"Ahead of you?" She furrows her eyebrows as she turns over that concept in her head, but the metaphor Morgana gave began making sense. "So you do not recall some of the same incidents? Then Arthur must be from another place as well?"

"That must have been at least a month ago, maybe longer." She tries to churn through what has happened since then in her head, but the only things of significance were thieves plundering a castle tomb and the jousting tournament. "This is a strange place indeed."

Gwen looks around again, still somewhat in awe at everything that is so foreign to her. A tram crosses by on its tracks, and she steps closer to her friend as she watches the object move with a cautious curiosity.

"Much of it still makes little sense to me. This Tablet especially."