Oh, that was fortuitous. Ghastly smiled at the young woman, polite. It was a fun novelty, too, how no one here had given his scars more than a passing glance yet. "Excellent," he said, more or less cheerfully. "How did I get here, and has this city always been like this?"

He gestures, vaguely, realizes that 'like this' is actually rather a broad category, and elaborates. "No one seems very concerned by the fact I may be from another world entirely. Most places, that would be a little more important."