He shook his head a little.

"Just a feeling I have," he replied. "Like things are a bit confused, but safe all the same."

He glanced back at her for a moment, and then shifted to plant his feet on the floor, noting with some relief that he was at least wearing trousers, even if he didn't seem to have a shirt on. He took a moment to rake his fingers through his hair to smooth it back out of his face again, and then started poking around the room, trying to get his bearings.

"Have you got a name at all? I'm afraid mine seems to be evading me at the moment."

Which was... disconcerting. But didn't feel new. Hm.