Oh. Well. That sounded like it was quite a far distance from Norway, or Sweden, or Earth, for that matter. Sungmin could only stare open-mouthed for a moment before he realized that Locke had asked him a question.
"Oh, uh," he stuttered, still trying to get accustomed to the idea of meeting an... alien, for lack of a better word. "I flew here from Califo-- another part of the country, on an airplane. I was trying to come to New York, but I'm from fifty years in the future."
It had probably been a lot easier for Locke to realize he'd ended up in the wrong place. At first, Sungmin had thought he'd just stumbled into the city during some weird massive reenactment thing.
"What about you? It doesn't seem like you could accidentally move to another world, right?"