Willow was nervous because she had a very good idea what was going on here, this Buffy wasn't her Buffy of the same time and would be missing out on a life time of memories. Even so the girl was still her best friend and she would see her and spend time with her. The two had been through so much over the years and had saved each other's back sides more times then she cared to count, unless she could find some brilliant paper and nice pens to do it up in.
Her thoughts changed as the door opened, as she suspected there was a much younger Buffy Summers standing before her but she made no comments on this just yet only gave a cheerful grin and walked closer to wrap her arms around her friend. "Hey! It's so good to see you again, I've been here for like days, I was starting to really worry about things back home." Though this Buffy had no idea what was going on back home either.
The red-headed witch wandered into the room taking a look around. "So, I think making with the talk would be good, only I'm not sure where to start without you thinking I've gone all straight jackety" She giggled a little then sunk down on the sofa in the room. "I haven't though, things are just so wacky here in this place, big on the not making sense factor."
"I guess the obvious place to start is the fact that we are from different times you, me, Faith and Tara. Jareth, the guy who took us here he's pulled people from their worlds with his creepy overlord dark magic powers!" Willow frowned then gasped. "Oh boy, you have no idea who Tara even is.." The wicca bit her lip and went quite feeling a fear in her stomach she hadn't in a long time.