So they're not the first to be magically brought here. And as for the bears, well, Amos has gotten a sense of them, far-off danger somewhere outside the edge of the city. He knows, but Noah's got more information to give.

Well-accustomed to gods of all kinds, fleshed and not, he simply nods in response. "Hadriel. Can't say I've heard of it. What do these gods call themselves?" Hopefully they were not of the insane kind, or of the totally-obscure-half-forgotten sort, because Amos could really only cram so much useful mythology into his head.