"That's an understatement," he responded wryly. Indeed, he had been taken from his home world three times before. Foggy just couldn't quit him for some reason. This time made the fourth.

The thief hesitated for a moment as introductions started. Almost like he didn't really want to exchange personal information. But he knew having friends in the right places could be beneficial and in the end it was the trapped situation that made him give in and go against his usual anti-social measures. Better to work together, right?

"Garrett." He glanced down at his bright clothing and back up at her own. There was a brief wry smirk that crossed over his features. "Guess I'm one of yours then," he said. Although he wasn't really a team player and didn't always take orders very well. Also, she was a kid to him. Usually he was the one trying to give out unwanted advice.

He shifted uneasily as the last topic finally made it's way out of his mouth. "Yeah. I'm what you might call an arachne." He wasn't always like this. He hoped these people here weren't primed to become like him. Maybe this wasn't the Fog God's work at all. Wouldn't that be nice. "You have another on board already?"