Curiosity killed the Outlander

Phoebe When you need some shelter from the rain, when you need a healer for your pain, I will be there time and time again Phoebe watched him with wide brown eyes as he spoke, trying to figure out what he was going on about…or what he was on in general. It did work in his favor that she couldn’t smell the alcohol on his breath, but when he said he didn’t know where he was she did start to wonder if he was a bit tipsy. ”Of course! Please come in and have a seat Mr…?” she said, letting the title hang in the air so he could supply his name to her. As he took a seat she began preparing a tea for him. Something that tasted good, but had calming affects. This poor fellow seemed to be a bit disoriented after all and he would be easier to help if he was relaxed. ”You wish to know about where you are as in Caido, or where you are as in this exact place?” she asked. Was he lost or was he just new to this bubble they all lived in? She smiled warmly as she turned back to him, a cup of hot tea in her hands. ”Here. It still needs to steep for a little but just holding it should help warm you up. That isn’t the only coat you own is it?” she asked. It looked hardly insulating, definitely not heavy enough for the sort of winter this place experienced.