"...so it's actually called 'the City.'" No, John wasn't sure he could believe that, although with the information coming from every direction, it was hard to completely ignore. He frowned. Then he opened his mouth as if to speak, changed his mind, and frowned again.
Arkham apparently didn't ring any bells, because he didn't panic. He reacted, but it was to the rest of what Jennifer had said.
"Alright. Not London, not even a city with a name. Right, then."
He wanted a coffee. He wanted a coffee and a chance to explore. The last of his patience for sitting in the asylum and playing by the rules ebbed away. "Are you a local, then? Or have you been pulled into this as well? Because I ought to be in London."