They're like Alice in Wonderland, if she'd stayed home and Wonderland came to her every couple months. They're learning to just accept what they don't understand and move on, because if they spent all their time going 'WTF' over every strange thing they encountered, they'd never get anything done.

He blinks at her and nods slowly, because he's not sure he does know all of the You-Knows, but he's pretty sure he's got the gist.

"Well, uh, you might want to let Mama or Barclay know about that when you do get back. I mean, I found my way here through an antique hope chest. Who knew it was magic, right? So, you just got here?"