Her brow furrowed. Claudia? The person she got mistaken for back in the plaza? Then... this was nothing at all like at home. (Not in the way she wanted it to be, anyway. De Nile was not just a river in Egypt.) She shook her head to clear it, then gave a grin as a peace offering.

"Misha," she said, giving a small wave. Tossing her soaked jacket on top of her backpack, she made her way further into the room. It would have been casual, except for the fact that she was looking pretty intently at Claudia there. "Well, you know, when I woke up this morning, I didn't expect this. Getting pulled out of my universe to fight a war, sure, maybe. But this?" She laughed. "Hell no."

With only a small beat between, she added, "So you're not me, and I'm not you, so we're... just lucky?"