He nodded, though he didn't truly care about his own safety at the moment, as trite as it likely sounded.
After portkeying away, he realized he'd taken the first one that he'd seen. He had no idea what city he was in - all of them seemed to have those newfangled huge buildings. But at least English was spoken, and he managed to find a hotel which accepted his card that apparently stood in for money.
Once in the room, with the door closed and locked, Ariel sat down, buried his face in his hands, and wept.