Sasha lowered the branch she was holding when the two men ran into a Minotaur-human... thing. She was relieved that the fight was over, but everything that had happened began to really sink in. Sasha had died, she would never see anyone she used to know ever again. Sasha was glad to at least have her laptop, though she wasn't sure it would do any good here. The men that the others had fought, and the human-animals were all wearing medieval clothes. Could that mean that the people in 'normal' clothes were from the same ship she had been on?<br/><br/>She noticed the man-bull sniffing the air and walking towards the man that had been writing in his notebook and someone else hiding in the trees. He picked up two people that were wearing normal clothes and invited them, herself included, to their home for food. He also mentioned that they should go clothes shopping, no doubt to help them fit in.<br/><br/>Sasha finally dropped the branch, and picked up her laptop. She wiped her hand across the bottom to make sure no dirt had gotten onto the black plastic. Then, Sasha awkwardly began following the others. She noticed an odd sign with writing on it she couldn't understand. Sasha wondered if it were possible to use Google from here and translate it. Or maybe this was from some language that didn't even exist on Earth. Maybe this was Earth, and just a different time period? Now that would be interesting!<br/><br/>As she approached the others, she waved awkwardly with her free hand. "Hi." Sasha cleared her throat. "My name's Sasha." She looked at the cow-human. "Sorry I wasn't of more help."