XIII jumped slightly when the kid, Ascot, spoke up. He hadn't been with the two that had fallen with the slab. Now that he looked, there were three extra people who hadn't been there when the rock fell. He mentally kicked himself for not noticing people until after they spoke. He was better than that. Had these people not been friendly, he would have been dead already. His face scrunched up in a grimace momentarily before he shook his head slightly and listened to the kid talk.<br/><br/>He was taken aback when Ascot asked if he was non-human. Of course he was human! While it was obvious that the kid meant no harm in the question, XIII couldn't help but feel a flash of anger as he remembered the people who believed that people like him weren't human. He thumbed the back of his right hand as he thought about his past experiences with those people. He shrugged the thoughts away and listened to what Ascot had to say.<br/><br/>He frowned when the kid said that they were in Afghanistan.<span style="font-style: italic">How did I travel across the globe?</span><br/><br/>XIII nodded when the woman, Helen, asked him for some light. He went to the dying torch he put on the ground and picked it up. As soon as he picked it up, the glowing embers at the end of the torch flickered and burst into flames, lighting up the dim room. He paused when the Helen said to Ascot that it was 2019.<br/><br/>"Actually, he might be right, because where I came from, it was near the end of 2013. Maybe we should say<span style="font-style: italic">where</span>we are from in our introductions. We could have been taken from different places. It can explain how everyone got here. Although I want to know<span style="font-style: italic">why</span>we were all called here. Any Ideas?" he asked as he looked around the group.