Before Edward had a chance to say anything, his new found companion was off, marching in the direction of the stranger in the near distance. What the hell was he thinking? Had Edward not suspected the Templar, he might have done similar but given the circumstances...
"Jacob..." he hissed under his breath, walking quicker to catch up with him. "And I thought I was reckless" he muttered. As he approached to stand beside Jacob, he brought his hood back. Maybe she was safe... And there weren't any others around so he didn't really have to hide his face anymore did he?
"His name is Milton, mine is Locke" he said, interrupting before Jacob had a chance to speak. "Sophia... Where are we and how did we get here?" he asked. He did take note of her reaction. Like their arrival was something she was perhaps used to? She certainly seemed to be accustomed to their sort of arrival, at least to an extent but she seemed hesitant.