[So next to nothing. Shiro folds his arms over his chest. It's going to be a long talk. He'll just tread with care in case they had a normal life until now. Which...with how unflappable this man seems to be, he's not so sure on that. But caution never hurts. His voice is the measured practiced cadence of a soldier laying out facts.]

First, anything you could do or are that's been cut off or limited. It's happened to all of us. We're outside of our realities and times. Any rules of your reality you're familiar with might not apply.

Astoria's magic pulls us here to assist her mission to balance all universes. Too many have been destroyed for reasons she can't quite determine. Because we're tied to her, she grants us magic...or the magic does that itself.

I can't tell. And she won't send you back because you ask or demand her to.