Gwen hummed and tilted her head from side to side in a way that was supposed to indicate 'sort of' or 'maybe'. "That question gets complicated to answer here. Yes, they're real where I'm from. Yes, they're real here. Where you're from? Maybe. Maybe not," she explained before taking another bite of bacon.
At this point, the secrecy she'd once had about the fact she was from another place and another time was almost entirely thrown out of the window. Maybe it was that Gwen was tired of having to live in secrecy all the time. Maybe it was the fact that almost everyone - natives included - had accepted that new residents from far off places and times were going to be the norm here.
"Tell me about where you're from. Are there aliens? Super heroes? Is there magic?"