_{[Locke groans and pushes a hand through his hair, messing up his bandana and shaking his head.]} Our world just turned into hell, literally - we're probably more used to thinking of the worst than you. But I'm no one special where I come from, I'm not noble or anything. I don't like using magic and can't use it anymore anyway. So why take me? It just doesn't make any sense unless there's something about me that doesn't have anything to do with magic as we think of it. I don't know - I don't know if I want to know.