He gave her a slightly sideways look, unsure of so many things, now that the planks had been pulled from under his feet.

"What does, precisely?" he asked her cautiously. He was not accustomed to being spoken to by pretty young women in taverns. Especially as she did not seem to be even remotely the sort that he would have expected to see in such a place.

If this place truly was such a place as it at first seemed to be. And to not be.