Taking his cue, Dark worked on eating his own lunch. It really was good, but when it seemed like the other man was ready to talk again, Dark was all ears.

He did have to raise an eyebrow, yet only shrugged and nodded. "Sounds alright to me. No doubts until tomorrow morning, if at all." His own mental state would be in question if he mentioned where he came from or shared some of his own experiences, so it was only fair to not discount whatever he was about to hear. Why though, was it important to wait until the morning to decide if Adelheid was really telling the truth?

"That's right," it had been such a Western sounding name too, which only made it odder, "Ryan Locksley, which I'm sure is a fine name, but certainly isn't mine."