"Dérien," Remi said as he slipped into Morisyen while trying to figure out how to keep this as non-painful for Mrs. Richards as he could make it. She had been in another reality being tormented for years. The least he could do was try to make this pleasant.

He started to escort her to the diner. "Non, I do not mind. In this reality? I've become fond of chocolate chip cookies. And there are so many cuisines available that do not exist anymore back in my reality. Though I'm not allowed at a couple Chinese buffets unless it's Tuesday. They're not prepared for the amount of food a strong Atlantean male needs."