His mouth quirked, and he shook his head, before pulling out his PDA, and began putting data into it, making a basic journal, just in case he ever got back home. He glared at the sunglasses as they fell out, wondering where they had been earlier. "Ma'am, where I am from, there is no magic, no elves. We have scientifically proven that they are impossible where I am from, which makes your 'simple' cantip, which apparently creates energy from simple gesture and words an impossibility. You just, with that 'simple' gesture and incantation, blew two major underlying theories that have been the basis for most discoveries for the last millennia. The Law of Conservation of Energy and the Law of Thermal Dynamics."<br/><br/>He pointed to her ball, before offering her the shake-light. "You did that with gestures and words, but didn't cause the local temperature to plummet, and it doesn't put off heat. The ambient light is about the same as it was, so where did that energy come from? Are you manipulating the electromagnetic field using the words and gestures to set up interference and/or disruption patterns to draw the required energy, as was half heartedly theorized, due to a lack of available testing? Or are you doing this a different way? Is your ability to do that BECAUSE you believe you can, or do you do it in spite of the belief that you shouldn't be able to?<br/><br/>As for where they are, I don't know. The United States is one of the world superpowers, along with a couple dozen others, but I doubt you would recognize those names either."<br/><br/>He paused, realizing he was starting to panic as his words forced his mind to acknowledge the massive change around him, and he fought it down by deciding to deal with it later. "How about we rescue the others as early as we can, and THEN figure out where I am and am from? And maybe then I will have managed to get my head around the issue, and gotten a hold on myself?"