"We are a merry band of misfits here from all over about every flavor of reality, and different points in time in relation not only to this place but each other. My Aunt's running around young enough to be my daughter, for example." Which he still hasn't quite gotten around to coping with because she's not, technically, the woman that'll call him ridiculous names and try to spoil him on the sly yet, she's the young woman his father may have had feelings for or something.

It's complicated and uncomfortable and he tries not to see things that aren't there but-

This place plays tricks with the mind. It's fun. "The level of technology here seems to level out around something comparable to the Edwardian era back home. Right in the middle of the industrial revolution but, again, supplies are limited. Most of the buildings don't have power."