"John's cranky he actually has to sleep now," Arthur says lightly, a gentle tease with a brief smirk, though it goes away all too quickly.

"Everyone who comes here - a lot of people had powers, of sorts. O-or they're from worlds with other kinds of magic, other... strangeness. But none of that matters here - everyone who gets dragged here can't use them anymore."

He glances back at John. "Maybe that's why John's body is so different. But it's- only a guess, really."