Be from the past? Sir Guy just shrugged. He had no idea what she meant by that, but it was fairly obvious that he was from another place. But… Did she say she was a doctor? She was obviously a bit insane. She says her apartment kept moving. Homes did not move.
“The proper thing for me to do would be to help you find your apartment,” he said, slowly pulling his hand back. He could live with the splinter. “Where did you leave it last?”
He was starting to sound as insane as the rest of the people that lived in this place. He really needed to get home again.
“Forgive my manners. I am Sir Guy of Gisborne.” He bowed his head slightly as he made his introduction. “I will escort you back to your home.” Or to the care of the friars, whichever he could find first. He put his hand on his sword so she would know she was safe with him.