It was a lot to take in. Cities floating in the stars above the planets themselves. Being flung into the future somehow along with another who belonged to the Assassins order, who in turn, was from another point in time. Strange communication devices and magical letters? It was enough to make a mans head spin. Edward really wanted to sit down with a drink. Surely the future still had good booze?
"Perhaps you appearing to be a witch is the least of our concerns this day" Edward replied. "And those are certainly words I did not believe would pass through my teeth on any given day. Who is responsible for bringing me... us here?" he asked, glancing at Jacob. "And is there a place where we might be able to find a drink or few" he added, hoping to lighten the mood somewhat. He was certain that if he needed a drink, Jacob would probably, possibly, feel the same way.