"I-I see," Robin said, staring for a moment. She thought it was, perhaps, a little funny, though not entirely. Finally, she sighed, and her shoulders slumped. "It's not, at this point, but..."

She shook her head.

"Thank you for telling me, just the same," she said. It was halfhearted at best; it may have ultimately not mattered, because Emmeryn was dead, and the army had been marching before the world shattered. Then she looked sideways at him, considering. "I'm glad someone else from our world is here, at least."

Two more people, but she could think of how to explain Morgan later. Little did she know of Owain.