Scar looked around in confusion, glancing at the companions that stood alongside him and looking to them for answers to a question he didn't yet ask, but also didn't have to. The baffled expressions they all wore, identical to his own, told him they were thinking the exact same thing.
Since they had stopped in the middle of the street, the crowd of people dressed in casual, modern clothing had grown as they once more gawked and photographed them, yet even little Daisy was too confused by what was going on to feel nervous about it all.
Scar frowned behind his mask, lifting his hand slightly and wriggling his fingers in the air as he inspected it casually, turning it over to look at both sides.
"I... What the hell?! I don't understand. Just a second ago we were asking around about Cratos, then the next we were here. That couldn't have been a dream or Illusion, could it?"
