One of the robots can't exactly help it, being tank-like in shape (though only a little larger than a housecat), so it had a gun turret pointed in front of it at all times. Neither of them seemed to actually be doing anything but follow her, at least.

Fortuna forces herself not to respond to the initial look he gives her, knowing full well by now it meant his world had probably not experienced the Awakening, so he'd never seen a troll. Strange, too, he wouldn't look all that out of place at home, either, even with that pompadour (and given that guitar, he's a musician anyway, things that seem slightly odd wouldn't be odd at all, for them. Never know how people will try to buck or start new trends). CASer, he sounds like (she never thinks for a moment that a world with no Awakening would not result in the countries she's used to). She wonders where he's from, exactly. It's not an accent she heard often.

"You'd be right about that. I was pulled here, too, back in December." And on the subject of accents, she sounds fairly generically American, and her voice is clear and softer than one would expect from someone so bulky. "You had people after you? If you don't mind me asking."