She frowned, something in her mind finally clicking. He spoke of england, but his way of dress, and his name itself-they were not of 'her' England. "No..." She spoke carefully. "Our current predicament has to do with a plague, believed to have been sent over by France, where victims die only to return as flesh eating undead."

Well, they mostly hungered for brains, but really, any sort of human flesh was sought after.

"What..what era are you from? No one has really cared about religious state of England since, around the Civil war." Or if they did, the political climate wasn't so shaken as it was.