"So I've been told." He has the basics, and not much more. He knows, for instance, that most people here are not of their world; most people here don't know anything of Grimm or of the Gods. He is still coming to terms with what that may mean. Perhaps it's better not to dwell on.

He looks again at their little entourage of Jackalopes, which regard him with calm dark eyes.

"I take it not every change has been so... well-mannered."