For a while Rude watches Quentin move around and put things into drawers, and then realizes he may be staring too hard. So he lies back and stares up at the ceiling instead, getting used to his new bed for the foreseeable future.

"Earth? Interesting." It has a strange ring to it, but there were lots of people onboard from that ver place. Didn't seem too different than his world. "Mine has magic too. Not as much as it used to, but it's not uncommon." There's a moment he tries to make sense of the words, and when he turns onto his side to look over again, he has to ask.

"So Fillory is it's own country? Or kingdom, not sure what terminology is right here either?"