Jo looked away when Westley began toweling off without even the slightest trace of modesty. It wasn't that she was a prude or even that she found him unattractive, but if she was going to see a guy naked, she'd at least like to have known him for longer that twenty minutes.
Her expression did soften a bit and when it became clear that her new roommate wasn't planning to skewer her with his sword, she put her gun back in her jacket and met his eyes, definitely keeping her gaze above his waist.
"Sorry. I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at them-whoever they are, that is. I still haven't figured out who took us. I'm Jo Harvelle, though. And if we're going to be rooming together, we're going to need to set up some boundaries."
He hadn't asked, but an introduction seemed appropriate.
"As for your other questions, it's hard to say. I'm from 2009 myself but a lot of people here are from closer to 2013. As for where on Earth we are, I'm not sure we're on Earth at all anymore. Not that I think it's another planet," she said quickly because that sounded too nuts even for this place. "But it seems like we're somehow outside of reality as we know it."
Because, of course, that sounded much more sane than 'alien planet'
She looked at her apparent roommate. Rescuing a princess? Captaining a ship?
"You're not one if those... what do they call them? LARPers, are you? Because if so, now would be a really good time to break character."