[Since there seems to be no harm in doing so - even if she's not sure what this hume look-a-like is - Fran steps forward. As she takes his offered hand, she's careful to ensure that her claw-like nails won't harm him. She glances over her should once more before facing forward again, shaking her hair, and stepping into the darkness. Whatever this is, it is no magick that she's familiar with. But at least it doesn't reek of mist.] You can travel anywhere like this?
[Action] So... He's a holy Wonder? ..Somebody should take my keyboard away. ILU2 <3