Takuma eyed his surrounding so he was pulled along by the leader, taking in the environment and trying to understand just where they were.  The medieval atmosphere cemented the fact that they weren't in any Japanese era he knew of.  Seeing some of the peasants staring at him, Takuma refrained from saying anything or making any aggressive moves, despite his instinct to scowl in response.  Instead, he tried to concentrate on the architecture, begrudgingly admiring the castle that they were being led to.<br/><br/>As the group was being separated, Takuma's shackles rattled as he watched them get led away to the dungeon cells.  He didn't trust their captors, unsure of any practices they might have that would threaten the groups well-being.  However, the sooner they got to speaking with the Queen, the sooner they could be free.  And under the control of so many soldiers and warriors, it was suicide to act up.  Listening to the instructions the captain gave him and the student teacher, Takuma nodded his acknowledgement.<br/><br/>Entering the throne room, Takuma knelt down and kept his eyes downward.<br/>"In all honesty your majesty," Takuma began once the Queen was finished speaking, "None of us are certain about what exactly happened.  Every one of us was attending school as usual, in a place completely different from here but familiar to us, when an earthquake started.  People started to panic, since the area wasn't known for earthquakes at all, and I'm not certain this is true for everyone in our group, but some of us blacked out and became unconscious.  When we woke up, we were in your land."