He winced, and wished he could go without saying the next part. "Because... the Six in my world is blonde, and looks different."
He nodded at her. "We do, but everyone's stuck here. Seems like the military tore a hole in time, and now, though they wont admit it, they don't know how to fix it." He shivered, flashes going off behind his eyes as he watched, again, those men get attacked, killed, in front of him. He scrubbed his face, pushing it away. Later.