"Well, I reckon that if<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>had fallen on the ground with that much force behind, I'd be at least a<span style="font-style: italic">little</span>woozy." She gave him a sideways look. "And you not being able to say 'train' also has me worrying a bit." Despite of all this, she was amused at his obvious curiosity about his surroundings. Normal things such as red brick houses and doorbells and umbrellas seemed completely alien to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">A whistle of the train nearest him sounded, and he jumped five feet in the air, taking the girl who had her hand around his wrist with him.</span><br/><br/>Elle screamed in surprise as she was lifted more or less her own height above the ground, and she clutched at the stranger's arm with a ferocity she didn't think she'd been capable of. Her eyes shone as they landed again, and she laughed hysterically. "You're really not from around here, are you? Oh, my God, that was so cool!" Realizing she was holding his arm in a vice-like grip, she let go of him, and took her small step away, her eyes suddenly serious. "But don't ever do it again." She waved at the staring people, mouthing "cosplay" at a few of them without waiting to see if they bought it.<br/><br/>Entering the train, she grabbed hold of one of the handles hanging from the ceiling as it set in motion. She hadn't really had the time to consider his clothes, but he was right. He couldn't walk around in a skirt and his weird hoodie-vest. Then again, his odd behavior drew far more attention than his attire. "We're going home to my flat," she said with a crooked smile. "Afraid I don't have a pair of trousers lying around, but I'll see what I can do." Already thinking through possibilities, she stretched out her hand. "My name's Elle, by the way. And I'd like to know yours."