"I guess I am," he said, falling into step beside her. "Too much I know, and not enough I don't know. Seems like it could end up badly."

"If she ever does, I'd appreciate that," he said, heading into the room she'd pointed him too. He changed into the clothes, peeling off the simple tunic he'd awoken in and making a mental note to burn it as soon as possible. He'd never be able to think of it as anything other than the clothes he came back from the dead in.

He came back out and said, "Alright. At least I look more normal now. So...lots has changed, I'm guessing?"