Frankly, given the shock, Simon was pretty easy to maneuver. When she tugged at him, he followed with no questions, no hesitation. He had one goal and that was get out of the crowded market or wherever it was they were. So when she led the way through the crowd, he followed willingly. Hesitantly, but willingly.
He tried to focus on her words, but they were impossible to understand. Space, sure, no big. But time? More, dimensions? And magic, well, that was impossible. Wasn't everything scientific once considered magic? He hesitated again before he answered. "I was on Ariel. Well...I'd just left Ariel. I was on a ship...the Serenity." Even now he was wary about giving even that much information. "The year was twenty-five seventeen," he added, pointing out that over five hundred years had passed for him.