Lily nodded. She could relate, really. Granted, she wasn't much of the sort to run when she was confused, but to lash out -- though reactions were reactions, especially to this situation. "New York City. In the United States. It's ... 1964 though." She wasn't sure if he'd picked up on that or not.
She regarded him for a moment. He had an accent, but that hardly meant anything. She was sure there were Englands that had people with accents that didn't have a Hogwarts. All the same, it would be nice to meet more people from where she was from.
"They have a welcome center, for people who ... arrive and don't know where they are. I can take you, if you'd like," Lily offered before she recalled her manners. "I'm Lily, by the by. Lily Evans."