Gwen sort of just shrugged. "I've had lizards, koalas, and psychic interdimensional vampires try to kill me. And that was before I even got here. Adding your typical nutjob to the list almost seems like a step down, really. Doesn't make it any less wrong but, I don't know maybe I'm just not that shocked by it? Or maybe it just hadn't really settled in for me yet."

Who was to say? Gwen surely wasn't up for too much heavy thinking right now.

Instead, she just sort of held out a bottle of water? "Want some? It's cold and definitely not poisonous or contaminated."