[Michonne. Another name that is nothing like the ones she knows, linked in her mind to the sibilance of names like Francis.]

Michonne. Well met, despite the circumstances. My name is Randvi.

[She tries to tread carefully. Future people tend to be a bit delicate about magic, though this woman from a world of draugr might be different.]

One of the other reasons I look for the newcomers is that it can be easier to accept the reality of this place if you see it for yourself. I would imagine that I originate from a time far before yours.