Joanna nods - that's exactly who and what she is, the knight with the stasis-y thing. She can't begrudge anyone remembering her as that, not when it helped with things in such a big way.

"Not at all, we're- Hmm. I was in Bamborough, I think we still are..." She looks around, still sitting in the sand. The beach looks much like the one where she spoke with Garrot - where she fell down, with help - or the view from outside the hotel windows an hour or so ago.

...Assuming they haven't lost time. Joanna pats her pockets, and pulls out her phone to confirm. The time makes sense, but the year...

"...Ah. The year's reading something different, again."