Podrick had been here a few days, and still was confused, both by the phone device they had given him, and... well, by everything. Was he dead? Was he lost? Was he cursed, or mad?

He had no idea what to think.

He had given in and gotten clothing that was available in the city, and felt rather odd in it, but when he spotted the woman who seemed both angry and possibly lost, he slowed, and spoke in his soft voice. "Excuse me, miss, are you alright?"