"First I'd have to meet the bloke who sounds like my Ninja Turtle," Connor reminded her, but he offered her a smile as he listened to her story.
A war. He probably should've guessed. But how could he? She seemed so cool and collected most of the time. Smart, just from reading her words. And her little self had been so fiery and spunky. How could anyone expect to think that she had been fighting a battle?
He dropped his elbows to his knees, smiling over at her. Even if it was small and somewhat withdrawn. "Do you think we're dead?" he questioned, wondering just how stupid that sounded. "I mean...you were in a battle. I'd just... Well, I think she was dead. But there was an explosion involved, too. Maybe..." Nope. No, he refused to believe this place was some version of hell. If he was going, he wanted it to be cooler than being trapped.
Though trapped with cute girls and witchcraft doing friends? Okay, that part wasn't too terrible. Maybe it wasn't entirely hellish.