Oh, you know, it's happened a few times too many to me and I know it can be stressful. Always wishing it was just a bad dream. People who look like your friends end up being your mortal enemies, stuff like that.

[She shrugs and when the bartender brings her her glass she spins it in her hands a couple of times before raising it with a nod to Natalie like a half intended cheers before taking a sip of it.]

Could be worse, I suppose, could be stuck in a time loop or something. At least this place has nice shops and food. Someone said something about getting pulled in because we're heroes? Which is mildly concerning why a single place needs so many...

[That's the big concern in the back of Carol's mind through all this, if this location keeps pulling alternate people what exactly is going on.]