He’s not really sure what he expected, but it wasn’t that. It’s disconcerting, he’s usually the man with all the answers, or at least some of them, but not today, today all he has is questions, and each of them bigger and more confusing than the last.

“Thank you,” he says sincerely, his hands clasped around the empty glass as though he might get warmth from it. He still shivers, and he looks down to where there are still pools of water beside each of his feet.

“I just need to know if anything strange has been happening lately. Anything unusual. Might help me work out how I got here.”