She followed after him, as nimble as she could manage, considering how little exercise she'd had over the last year or so. She'd seen most of the house by this point, but she hesitated just for a moment as they crossed over the threshold. Her first steps into a new world and all.

But there wasn't time to be sentimental, for now.

"Are police like...constables?" she asked. "Knights, perhaps?" It was hard to put this place into the schema of her own world, with so many new words to learn.

And the smells! A thousand new scents started to hit her all at once. And most of them were terribly unpleasant. Burning scents. Painful scents. Unnatural scents, and that was something, considering the state she was in.

She followed Dean to the strange, black carriage sitting on the side of the...road? It seemed like a road.

It was just unnaturally smooth.