She followed him warily, gazing around with open fascination at everything she saw. "Erm..a girl, I suppose..."<br/><br/>She took in the small...abode, stopping short at the sight of the hole. "What is--nevermind" she muttered. she was distracted, by him, by her surroundings, by the curious tingling that still remained from the visions she was exposed to on her fall. Seeing nothing else to do, she sat on the floor near the small table, folding her legs indian style in front of her.<br/><br/>The house, if that was what it was-- smelled earthy, slightly stuffy and making small droplets of sweat stand out on her skin, perhaps from the humidity made by the bubbling pot. She flipped her hair back over her shoulder and watched him interestedly, still fixated by his third leg. She dare not ask about it, but was tempted...She was quickly distracted by other things.<br/><br/>"Where am I? Aside from your..hole of course."<br/>