The cat jumped out of Elle's arms with an unsatisfied hiss as she stood up, and curled up around Azrael's feet instead. Elle paid it no attention and went to put the kettle on. As the water heated to a boil, she began digging through the cupboards for teabags and two mugs that weren't too chipped. The electric kettle clicked. "They aren't just any turtles, they're mutants. I'd go into detail, but I think it'd be wasted on you," she said as she carefully made her way back to Azrael with the two steaming mugs. She handed him a mug - the one with blue and yellow stripes - and took a thoughtful sip of her own, mismatched one.<br/><br/>"This is the year 2014 of the Lord," she said, grinning at him. "And if you'd been paying any attention to the trains, you'd know that we're in Carlton, Nottinghamshire, England, Great Britain, Europe," she pursed her lips, "On the planet Earth, third from the Sun in our solar system."<br/><br/>Whoever this Azrael was, she was quite sure he was not from this world. Or, judging from his words, he had been. A long time ago. She gnawed on her lip. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out: "How'd you do the thing at the station? The jump? You almost hovered." Her eyes shifted nervously from side to side, and she took a big gulp of her tea to have something to do, rather than just wait for his answer.