"I mean a different planet," North explains, but he knows that might not mean much. So he gestures skyward. "In my time, humans are out among the stars. Far among the stars. Spread out there among them, making their own lives in new ways."

Time, it sure seems to be a bit of an impact here, didn't it? North was more out of place trying to explain the world as he knew it than he was just being here. This he could adjust to. But figuring out how to explain himself was difficult.