It was very normal, and that fact was making Teddy rather sad. The Victorian and metal and pipes was still cool, but it was all becoming rather uncool as he realized that maybe they weren't up against aliens. Also, aliens probably would have just dissected them already.
"Really?" Teddy hurriedly made himself taller so he could peek at his mother's book. The lack of explanations was weird. "Who else is here?" he asked, curious. A part of him hoped for people like his Grandmother and Uncle Harry (he didn't even dare hope that his father might show up). But other people in general? That certainly changed things.