Another reference to a different world--so this guy obviously bought that too. As for role playing game, must be some sort of local custom, Indy decided. Unless the kid meant literally playing a role in some kind of game, in which case he was either an actor or way too old for make-believe. That aside, he sounded rational enough--but Indy had learned from long-suffering experience that someone could sound sane and still be a few handfuls short of a full bag of sand. They just had to find a way to rationalize things for themselves. Exhibit A: the Nazis.

He didn't buy that there wasn't anyone in charge around here; the kid's lack of information just meant that whoever ran the place wasn't easily accessible. Hmm. "I was actually wondering more about who brought me here, what I'm doing here." Term paper time could get a little crazy, but Indy was pretty sure he hadn't gone off the deep end yet.