"Oh no, it hurts. You don't want to be caught in the rain." He had a few dots of scarring from not finding shelter fast enough. But that was a normal part of living on the Isles.

He tilts his head in genuine confusion. "What do you mean? My world is perfectly normal. This world is strange." A few things were vaguely familiar, but not enough to make any straight comparisons. "Have you seen the grass? It's green."