Everyone is when they arrive. Why wouldn't you be? New world, bloody awful deities, mad laws about time, that sodding ticking.
[Ginny stops herself, realising she keeps throwing things in his face and never giving answers back. She closes her eyes, tries to make her way through this somehow.]
Right, I—yeah, it's 2011. Doesn't make a difference to our lot, though, Muggle technology's about as odd as ever. You'll have to get used to it, but you won't have to hide being a wizard, either. Not really.
[She pauses.]
I'm doing a rubbish job at this introduction thing. I've done so many of them. What've you heard?
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[Ginny stops herself, realising she keeps throwing things in his face and never giving answers back. She closes her eyes, tries to make her way through this somehow.]
Right, I—yeah, it's 2011. Doesn't make a difference to our lot, though, Muggle technology's about as odd as ever. You'll have to get used to it, but you won't have to hide being a wizard, either. Not really.
[She pauses.]
I'm doing a rubbish job at this introduction thing. I've done so many of them. What've you heard?