Yes, well, [ she says, choosing to answer his last comments first and work her way backwards. ] We've all been in your position. I left the safehouse a month ago but I've been in New Amsterdam for nearly two so I've seen my fair share of arrivals since then. [ Her lips quirk; it's not quite a smile because multiversal kidnapping is no smiling matter. But it helps to try and be reassuring. ] There have been eight transports so far, including yours. Enough time to be prepared.

[ And yet not enough time to figure out where they're coming from or why they're here. But it's important to answer the questions they're posed with; there are no secrets here, not amongst the displaced, not about their situation. It's important everyone is on the same page, that the blow is softened however way they can manage. She'd been rattled by her arrival for longer than she'd like to admit, maybe because the event they'd been dumped into had been a nightmare on its own. But you take it day by day.

And — ]

You learn to build a life here. You can find work, a place to live. [ Which answers his second question: he can go anywhere after this. ] I'm renting a room for now, but I'll be able to afford something better soon, I hope. Morningstar will help you do all of that, get you sorted with the proper identification and credentials, set you up with some credits to get started. Help you build a cover to blend in with this world.