There were a pair of eyebrows lifting up at that assertion. He didn't believe that anyone who led a group of people, no matter how small, didn't have enemies. People didn't band together into armies for shits and giggles. There was an enemy somewhere, whether real or not, for that army to fight. "So all the people here from your world have, at worst, similar goals but just aren't keen to your leadership?"

Blaine was ticking off numbers in his head. Twelve. Twelve people from her world she could name off, and there were others she hadn't named. If the pickings were random like the Initiative kept trying to say, his world must have been that 1/32 chance. He had to admit to being torn about wanting to be surrounded by people from home and hoping they stayed as far away as possible. "That's a lot of people..."

His face settled into thoughtfulness. He had met with Duncan, Fiona. He had also met the King. Leliana and he were... friends in mischief though Elissa didn't know about that yet and he was sure Leliana didn't think it was mischief so much as a thoughtful gift. Justice was a zombie. Spirit or not, he was in a dead body and it was a testament to the weirdness of the place and Blaine's own lackadaisical nature that he didn't walk very quickly away. While screaming.

"...and there are even more than those you haven't named. I'm not sure if you're lucky to have so many familiar faces or not."