"I'm not really a camper," she tells him, hands up in a surrender motion. "Computers were more my thing, so ovens?"

He gets a shrug, then a nod with a smile when he finally introduces himself. She doesn't recognize the name from anything she's ever read on the regular or dark web, which doesn't mean a thing for someone who clearly isn't used to spending a lot of time in the woods. But, as he's admitted, neither has he, so Felicity isn't sure what the entire deal with the little village is.

"How long have you been here?"