Willa raised an eyebrow at the Pokemon-esque creature. "Well then," she said, giving a slightly wry chuckle. "I don't think I have any food, I'm sorry," she continued on in an apologetic voice. "Anyway, nice to meet ya Taokafka. I'm...Willa." Willa hesitated before giving her name, not because she was thinking of an alias on the spot, but more so because the way the name sounded did not seem right. The name felt a tad foreign on her tongue, but what frustrated her the most was that she could not remember what her actual name was. Willa then directed her attention towards Rawk and Link, grateful that she could at least identify Link because of the Wii games she used to play with her friends when she was younger.

"How'd Link get here?" She asked aloud, eyeing him in curiosity. "Last time I checked he was a character in Legend of Zelda." Willa hoped that she was making sense, because the others seemed just as puzzled as she was. She nodded towards Ajax, still bewildered by his lengthy introductions, as it did not appear that he was from the world Willa was used to. His attire was altogether strange yet familiar, the stuff of AP world history textbooks and ancient Greek mythology and statues from the classical era. The same went for the guy dressed in colonial clothing or whatever. 

"Tell me, Ajax..." she said, trailing off while she gathered her thoughts. "What year do you think it is?" she asked him, a little apprehensive as to what his answer would be. "Same for all of you guys-do you know the year?" Bee didn't appear to be from the present day time period either, considering his metallic arm. As for the small girl introducing herself as Talija, Willa definitely could not place where she was from, though she did not think Talija was from Willa's world at all, due to the fact that she had shot up on a pillar of earth and dirt to hug a rocket. Yes, a sentient rocket-how could Willa have forgotten that? She felt a throbbing headache creeping up on her, and she rubbed her temples lightly, trying to make sense of it all. As an almost reflexive habit, and because she was barefoot, Willa curled her toes beneath the main part of her right foot into a tendu of sorts, putting her weight on the toes of her foot, something she always unconsciously wound up doing as a way to stretch her toes. What surprised and horrified her was how it didn't stop at the toes-she wound up having the bottom of her toes meet the bottom of her heel, in a way that resembled what footbound feet of ancient Chinese women looked like. She gasped, startled. What the hell? How was she not in any pain, and for that matter, how was it even [i]possible?![/i] 

Willa quickly moved her foot back to its normal position, more unsettled than ever.