"This must be a real trip for you, then, eh? This is nuts enough for me. But I've been on trains and seen tellies before." Chris was loving every second of it, though. He'd met so many interesting people. Though the parties left quite a lot to be desired, he was planning on hosting one himself. "Well, I don't know how you partied back in the 1100s, but if you like dancing and getting high-- I mean, getting really happy, I'll let you know when I'm throwing a party in my cabin. You can bring your friends and stuff. I mean, when you're feelin' better."
Chris had his head in the clouds more often than not, but he could tell Marian chose not to tell him something. She definitely wasn't in top shape. Fair enough. They just met, after all. He wasn't going to insist on knowing more than she was comfortable sharing. It wasn't like he'd reveal personal details of his life back in Bristol with her.