"That's as it happened for me, too," Daine says with a nod of understanding, "but I've been here half a year." Longer, really, but she doesn't like to dwell on it.

The thought of another Tortallan arrival is bittersweet, but Daine's not so sure Jane is one of them. Anyone from her universe would've been less squeamish around something as harmless as a squirrel, Daine thinks - unless she's from court, but court ladies have a tendency towards silliness that she doesn't see in Jane. "The country I'm from is called Tortall, but no one here has heard of it," she says, guessing that Jane won't be familiar with the place, either. Well, it doesn't hurt to check.

At her last question, Daine's smile takes a turn for the impish. At this point, she may as well be blunt. "If you're referring to the base, I live there."