He shrugged. "If you were to go back it would not be the same England. I was told that once. We're.."He didn't know how to explain that part, so he frowned in a moment of thought. "Elsewhere but it does still remain. And in tact." He wasn't sure that made sense, so he kept walking. Kept making sure he was walking in the right direction.
"You're King Richard? Cœur de Lion?" Eyes wide as dinner plates as they paused to stare. Richard needed a moment to let things sink in. Frankly, so did Much. The man in front of him was far too young to be his king. Unless the seal had done it's strange twist of time to bring a younger version of him to them to aid in the war. And if so...his mind went straight to Robin. How was this going to effect his Master? His friend who had come so far lately out of his nightmare.
These were the things Much worried about so Robin did not have to. "Lucifer. The one from the Christian bible. We're nearly there. The doctor." He reminded him as they approached the steps to the complex. "We're a long way from home your Grace." Much knew he shouldn't be worrying about a King panicking, if there was a King that panicked then they were all in trouble. But still he at least owed him a warning of just how different things were, it'd been quite a culture shock for him after all.