"I haven't seen any imps here." She wrinkles her nose at the thought. "From my realm or anyone else's. Odd's bobs, that'd be a mess." She still has her bow and practices with it regularly, but she's well out of the habit of carrying it with her wherever she goes. The thought of an onslaught of immortals showing up while she's essentially unarmed isn't a pleasant one.

That being said, she's hearing an awful lot of familiar terms from him. He doesn't look like he's from the same time has her, but she can't help wondering if he's from the same place. "You haven't heard of Tortall, have you?" she asks, trying not to get her hopes up.