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Bard was trying to come to terms with this place, trying to understand well anything. He barely had a chance to figure out how he had ended up here, not when it all seemed so different. It was later than he had realised though, and he had only stopped to sit down on a bench for a moment, and not really realised how long it had been until it seemed to go dark. That and he heard footsteps. "Oh, sorry. Am I in your way?" that wasn't what he wanted, but his mind was currently racing.

"So it's a world where no one knows how they got here?" alright so perhaps being with the Doctor had rubbed off a little bit. It wasn't because he wanted to solve this, it was because he wanted to find his wife, that was all he ever wanted. It seemed like it would be impossible, but he couldn't just sit around doing nothing. He wasn't sure what he would actually be capable of doing about it, but he'd cross that bridge later.

It was her imagination, she knew that. Some might call it overactive, she preferred to look at is at having witnessed a lot of things that should never have been. Living a life half in a fantasy world wasn't all it was cracked up to be when you had to deal with multiple things trying to kill you, and juggle homework. But seeing that bookshop... was it possible? It looked so much like the one Cedric had used as a front. "That bookshop look really old and creepy to you? Feel like if I go in the ghost of Mary Shelly is going to grab me" or more that Cedric would eat her... she wasn't sure which was worse.

At this point, he could really do with a decent night sleep. He wasn’t really sure he’d ever had one if he thought long and hard about it. Things had got so out of hand recently at home, he had just been trying to protect his children... protect his town. He'd never meant to become king. It was why he had zoned out a little, suddenly aware someone was talking to him, "my apologies, what was that?”

Whatever this place was, it was strange. Something he couldn't get his head around. A new start, it wasn't necessarily be a bad thing he supposed, just very strange. That was when he saw the other man. Was that possible? He looked like Anakin... he looked like Leia. He'd been there when they were born, and if he was honest he'd have taken both of them back with him. But Yoda had been right, they had to be separated to be kept safe. Besides, from what Obi-Wan had told him, he had been loved, wasn't that all that mattered. "Luke... it is Luke isn't it?"

Rex had noticed the other man out of the corner of his eyes. For a second he had thought it was Anakin, but soon realised he was wrong. The man had did have a look, one that he could relate to, he felt much the same. "You ok kid? You look lost" well might as well ask, see if he could shake that feeling off. It was a coincidence, that was all.