Devin turns to look at the woman over his shoulder, glaring at her. That explanation doesn't help much, truthfully, and relaxation is the furthest thing from his mind. Despite his distrust, he can acknowledge that she's helped him, and that if she wanted to hurt him physically then she would have already done so. Her touch now is firm, but not unkind.

Attempting escape in a place Devin is entirely unfamiliar with is not the best idea, either. Here, at least, he might get some answers about what's happened.

"Earth," he answers tersely. Devin stops moving, but doesn't lay back down. "Where else? Or have you sustained a head trauma as well, along with your impossible abilities?"