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It only made sense for Alistair to go along with the jovial stranger that appeared in the window. The man had a smile that could brighten anybody's day and a smooth, buttery voice that risked inducing eargasms. Logically, there was no reason for Alistair to trust the man, but deep down, Alistair knew he could trust this friendly individual with his life. Was this true charisma? The man had no reason to offer them sanctuary, especially considering where they were. To him, the three could very well just be dangerous criminals on the run. So the fact that this man would put himself at risk in order to give a helping hand was commendable. 

It almost made him regret his decision to abandon that monk who'd lept onto that wolf. 

Almost. 

Had he not done so, he wouldn't have gotten to experience this fateful meeting with someone he might consider soon calling a friend, were things to keep up this way. And honestly, Alistair wasn't obligated to deal with a giant fucking shadow wolf mere minutes after arriving in this land, unwillingly. Particularly not with this strange cast of characters he was bunched with. The Shadow Man from earlier was REALLY bad at setting up dates with his daughter. 

[color=c1ba46]"We appreciate the assistance,"[/color] he made sure to tell Donovan on the cart ride. [color=c1ba46]"If there's anything I can do to repay you, don't hesitate to ask it of me."[/color] 

With that out of the way, Alistair noted the cart had come to a stop. Along with the rest of its passengers, he hopped off and looked around to find that a rather sizeable group had formed around here. And with the clothing some of them were wearing, he couldn't help but wonder if these people were natives of this land. He carefully gave people a look over until his inspection was interrupted by Flame, who had been rather friendly with one of the guys they'd met. 

[b]"Alistair, meet my boyfriend, Ashton. Yes, I'm a f*g**t; sorry about that. Ashton, meet Alistair, he managed to get us out of our initial destination and back to you."[/b]

There was a long pause before Alistair slowly raised his eyebrow at the eccentric introduction, clearly not too sure how to respond. But after a few seconds to think, he replied. [color=c1ba46]"...right. Well, it is good that you found someone you know. And now we know we're not alone here, which is probably a good sign."[/color] Archibald was still trying to look over the people in the area as he spoke, and his eyes caught on a certain man who seemed of Asian heritage and he found himself staring because of the familiar feeling he felt when looking at him. 

Had he seen this man before? 

Now, this was going to bug him. It was right on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't call it just yet. But he was certain he'd seen this man somewhere before, and considering how long they'd been in this world, it could have only meant Alistair'd seen him on Earth, not this weird place. His thoughts were temporarily interrupted when the kind man, apparently known as 'Doctor Donovan', offered to pay for a set of clothes for each of them. 

Was this man even human? Normally, Alistair would have been skeptical of this much generousity, but the man felt genuine. 

[color=c1ba46]"That's fine, but I don't nee--"[/color] Alistair was going to turn down his kindness on account of being quite wealthy, but realized part way that his wealth pointless here. He coughed into his hand, then continued, [color=c1ba46]"...I suppose it would be rude to turn down the offer,"[/color] he answered, [color=c1ba46]"Thank you, again, Doctor Donovan"[/color] he nodded towards the kind doctor. Alistair Archibald would not leave this debt unpaid. 

Before the man could think about clothing, his thoughts were interrupted by a rather thirsty woman, or rather, the name she had spoken. 'Hiro' also sounded familiar. He looked at the asian man for a moment, then without much consideration for anybody else, particularly the girl who was trying to get his attention, he got a hold of the man's attention and quite bluntly asked, [color=c1ba46]"You wouldn't happen to be that young boxer, would you?"[/color] His tone wasn't that of a fanboy who was about to gush at meeting a celebrity, but that was because he was simply asking to clear things up. The weird sense of familiarity would pester him if he didn't get rid of it by confirming whether or not the man was who he thought he was.

But his curiousity served another purpose here: If this man was the boxer Alistair thought he was, then that likely meant that everybody came from the same exact world that he did. And even the smallest bit of clarity on their situation would be appreciated right now.