That might be a way to phrase it, but unfortunately, it's much like the rest of the arrivals here. I have no idea how I got here, and I'm unable to cross the borders to head back home. It really is perplexing.

[A small furrow appears in her brow as she speaks. Never mind the fact that one this world's own archons is also trapped outside of his country, there's also the issue of her memories remaining hazy.]

But I'm sure that's not nearly as jarring as it is for most of us. I could consider myself lucky in comparison.