Bruce didn't question her statement or look surprised at it either. Magic, superheroes, demons, mutated humans, gods, it was all real. So he ticked a mental box that she was also from a supernatural world at the least. It probably meant something. "That's the plan," he assured her. He'd been there a very short amount of time, but he already knew it was a mission he planned on taking on. No one [else] deserved to be stuck somewhere they didn't ask for, far from everything they knew.

"Motivation might be the right question. If we're here because of a motivation, and we fulfill it, that might solve the problem." It didn't account for whether there was an end to the motivation, or if it was a lifelong question. His brain was fried and he hadn't been there long enough. He blinked a few times, clearing his eyes if not his mind, and glanced at her. "Did you have any other magical abilities?"