Moonbeam thought, she did have a point. She inched toward the food and took some, nibbling, then eating away, quickly, but neatly. She drank some of the water and contemplated what the woman spoke about. Different world? She looked at the woman, "Thank you, very much." she said quietly and added, "My name's Moonbeam." she hated not knowing where she was, in fact, in general she hated being stuck in illusions.