Y’know… I rightly ain’t sure myself sometimes, when I look back on it.
[Of course, it doesn’t help that when he’d stumbled upon the carnival for the first time, he’d been in… not the best of states. Head full of smoke, blood making his left side slick, mind not sure how he would survive when the only thing outside would likely still be that beast and its master since he’d taken off after them since there was only once exit…]

[Except then-]

I’d just opened a door in the manor and, next thing I know, I’m coming through a forest and upon a carnival. [He laughs, bright and cheery, hiding the truth beneath it.] Thought I was dreamin’ at first!

[Thought it was death throes, at first, and he didn’t stop thinking it for a couple of stops, if he’s honest.]

Got a little worried when I first got roped inta it all, but y’know what all the stories say about faeries and time… And anyway, that’s how I got here. I suppose I should ask how ya got here, but…

[Becoming a little more somber, he scratches the back of his neck and glances away.]

...I think I got a good guess on that.