"I do not belong here, that you're right about." Elizabeth took a small drink of rum, watching the bar top now.
"I'm suppose to be on a ship fighting a battle to save the sea as we know it and instead I end up in this unnatural place with mechanical carriages without horses. No cannons. No one wearing 'swords'. World upside down." Elizabeth shut her eyes and let out a frustrated noise.
She wanted to go home.
She wanted to kill Beckett.
"Dean said I missed a few hundred years or something like that."