Some how he always managed to end up this way, following a strong willed woman through the woods on a mission. He smiled ever so slightly as he nodded at her suggestion and fell in step behind her.

Small talk was not always something he cared for either but there were times when it was useful, like now, when you wanted to know more about the partner you had been assigned to.

"The year was 1755."

So he was pretty behind the times on so many little things, but also fairly adaptable. He would do what he could in this new situation until a way could be found to return to his true profession.

"You? Some time in the future, I should imagine?"