[Strange was absolutely a word he would have used, and it was written all over his face, as well. He'd never seen anything even remotely like her before, and he blinked, almost owlishly, before he tried to collect himself. These people are taking care of you, Arthur, don't be a bastard about it.]

Don't mean to cause no trouble, but--- I just got in. [He floundered a bit. Got in? Come on, now. There surely must have been a better way to say that he'd died. He tried to decide what to look at, and for the most part, settled on her eyes, but the occasional dull pulses of glowing light were clearly distracting.] Got a loose idea of what's goin' on, but I'm not sure... where to get goin'? Or how exactly long I got to be in here? Not tryin' to be rude with you, miss, but I'm tryin'a make heads or tails of what's what around here and I'm not gettin' terribly far with it. Except for how I got here n' such.