Kind of like a robot, thought Gwen, but she decided not to tease him. And she was still kind of taking everything in. Hatches, aliens, hamsters, libraries and super gadget phones. She had her own little personal manual to work with here, and she was not going to complain.

As for questions, there was one. It was weighing in her mind a little more than she wished it to, but there it was. Among those she'd met was the undead, for one, and it was backing her theory.

"You don't think this is some kind of..." she pauses, because it sounded plain stupid. "Purgatory?" Well, she was dying when Taxon scooped her up.