"It's impressive, and interesting and scary as hell," Martha supplied for the girl, and she smiled in a reassuring fashion. "I've ended up loads of weird places and it's the same for me." Martha shrugged and gestured. "At least everything works. It might even be nice if it wasn't for that whole kidnapping bit." There was a bit of an edge in her voice; someone was unhappy with that.

Martha's brows moved towards her forehead and knit together in a question that she clearly was considering asking, but also didn't desire to. It was none of her business, really, and if Hermione wanted her to know she'd tell her. It didn't stop her from being curious though. Deciding to take a neutral route, she went with, "people have actually been pretty nice here, so that's something."

She walked in silence for a while, and then when she was more certain that they were alone, Martha spoke again. "So what did," the beat told her that Martha was still adjusting a bit to this different name thing, "Jack tell you?"