Right, lucky me.

[Ever the feisty one, Faust.

Joshua hummed as he gave Faust a more serious look, albeit still with that slight upturn at the corner of his lips.]

Your world. What sort of world are you from? The name of it, the characteristics...

I'm more lost than I'd initially hoped, and right now my map consists of only two points: my own world, and this one. A descriptor of one more might help me find my way.