[ Adrian can't exactly be wounded by the skepticism at this point. He likes to think that he doesn't get strangers mixed up in his foolishness, but the fact is that he'd nearly drowned soon after arriving here, and now he's — well. He's had better months. ]

Pleased to make your acquaintance, Lady Lucina. [ She's carrying a sword, so he reasons that she's probably a knight. Something in her bearing makes him think that she's unlikely to be a mercenary.

He doesn't mind that the joke seems to have gone over her head. It reminds him of an old friend, in fact. ]

It was very unexpected. [ He agrees, with a sigh of resignation. He's getting dirt all over his shirt cuffs, but he tries not to think about that. ] I was told that there are usually warnings, but not always, if you are unfortunate enough. It's quite bizarre, isn't it? As if the whole thing was only an illusion, and yet it was all so real. I've seen a lot of strange things during my travels, but nothing like this. What of yourself?