There had been a little bit of knowledge about Galador given to him before he started walking from the door. It didn't make it sound any less crazy. Which was why he was walking out. He wanted to try to see it all for himself. Some times seeing was believing... said the boy that drank blood. He hadn't exactly told anyone at the welcome center that.
He hadn't expected to feel as weak as he did as he walked towards the door. Then again the cars came to his mind and the impact. He rolled his head up to look at the dark haired woman that came to his aid. "Yeah, I can hear you," He said softly as he started to try to sit up.
"We were in the car," The we he was walking about was his family. "I think there was an accident." He definitely remembered being in the car but it was hazy after that.