Damn. She looked as freaked out as he probably had when he'd been running for his life on the alien planet and then run smack into Oswin when he first got here. He wasn't good at much these days, but the least he could do was try and comfort her and at least explain things as best he could. He thought for a moment. It might be best if he didn't give her his last name, not quite yet. He wasn't sure if Star Trek existed wherever she was from, and that might be a big shock. Too big a shock, actually. The truth about what was going on was going to be hard enough to handle.
"Well, you're in Lawrence, Kansas, and the year is 2013," he said. "There's a lot of stuff going on, but basically you got pulled from wherever you're from and sent here by a biblical Seal. I know all about it because it happened to me a few months ago." He looked around. No one seemed to be paying attention to them, for which he was eternally grateful. "My name is James. What's yours? And do you want something to eat?"