"London, for all intents and purposes," Flora replies. "Though I'm visiting with relatives here," Flora realizes that "here" might not be terribly enlightening. She's gleaned that the normal notions of what is where doesn't necessarily apply here. "In Sussex," she amends. "At Cold Comfort Farm, near Beershorn Halt."

ooc: Flora's mun is having a great time in Milliways, but if she's underslept at work tomorrow, things could get ugly. Would you be interested in Slow Time?