He shrugs. New place, whole lot of new people and weird-ass rules. It's a lot to take in. Least she's getting the vacation setting and not the torture rooms, though he has a feeling the good times aren't going to last and this bullshit is just a prelude to the real nastiness returning in force.

No need to say that, though. She'll field it when the time comes. Why ruin the moment?

"Place called Echo." He frowns, trying to remember if he's heard of a London. Nothing pings. "Don't know London. But we're from all over the place. Different times, too. It's wild."