Logan had no idea who that was, and figured it was someone after his time or not in his preferred reading set. Either way, it was something of a moot point, because he wasn't sure he could name an author who operated under a pen name. King, maybe; Logan thought he'd done some work under another name. He did chuckle at her realization about the audience. "There you go," he agreed. "No one here has heard of you," he pointed out. He thought there was a clever joke about her being a prequel to herself, but he couldn't quite get the words to work to convey what he wanted. So he shrugged to his thoughts as they strolled along.
"Same," he replied. Give or take a day, he figured they'd been here about the same amount of time. He wondered how she was handling things internally, but guessed it wasn't his place to pry; he wouldn't necessarily appreciate any sort of prying while he was attempting to acclimate, and he'd extend the courtesy to the others he met. "New enough that it's still surreal, but not so new that I'm in denial," he added, one side of his mouth quirking up slightly. He thought that fit the bill though; he was at a point where he accepted this was a real thing, but he hadn't been here so long that he was anywhere near giving up on finding a way out.