Okay, fine. At first, Connor did give her the 'yeah okay you're crazy' look. Why shouldn't he? She'd just told him something about a seal and the Bible and bleeding Kansas while she was at it. Yeah, he was a little freaked out. And frankly, he had every right to be.
But then, it wasn't as if this was a normal situation anyway. He was definitely not in London. He wasn't in the Jurassic, either. Something had happened. So why not what the pretty redhead was suggesting? Hell, if he told her what he would have experienced through an anomaly, she'd be giving him the same look. And it was like he'd just walked into the best conspiracy theory of all time.
"Okay..." he began slowly, looking her over. If she was mentally unstable? Then so was he. "So I'm guessing turning around and going in the opposite direction isn't going to make a difference." Because it hadn't happened for directional reasons. Fair enough. "Okay. I'm game. You said there's an apartment somewhere? Lead the way!" Worst case scenario, he walked around with a pretty but crazy girl for a bit. Fair enough. "I'm Connor, by the way. Thanks for your help. Does this sort of thing happen a lot around here?"