So she'd met another smooth one. Unable to mask a flash of surprise at his sudden formality, Saga did her best to respond with an impromptu curtsy, her mind working furiously all the while. The first hurdle-- exchanging greetings and introductions-- had been cleared, but now came the most difficult part: ascertaining that he'd been brought here through some form of magic, and acting to correct it. Performing those tasks while reassuring him that she was completely sane would be something to strive towards too.

"All right, Mr. Donohue." Better to play it safe for the time being, and drop formalities later. "I may be able to help you, but you may have to be... a little open-minded. Do you mind telling me what you can remember up to the point where you... took a wrong turn?"