"Strange. I heard that too," James says, and his smirk widens a bit further as he looks at her.

He sees the shrug that she gives, and he has to imagine not everyone was attached to that world in the same way especially if they came from different ones, if their real home was elsewhere. They don't get to go back to those homes either or know what happened to the people they loved who they left behind.

"...where are you from and what made it crazier than Chicago and its rifts?"