It's no biggie. Like I said, it's pretty normal. Every two months this sort of thing happens. The other day I had a strange girl sitting on my couch reading a book too, so you're definitely not alone.

[Sympathetic, he offered a hand. No one could accuse him of being anything but a nice man, even if he didn't normally make a habit of helping new feathers.]

Whatever the reason, people tend to be grabbed from where ever and whenever when they are pulled into Luceti. Those wings? They're about all you're given. That, and a journal.

...you don't happen to see a journal with your name on it, do you?