Excuse his moment of shocked silence as he swallows his excitement because baby, you're from his favorite era of human history! A few ticks later and the weird lip twitching is finally under control enough for him to inhale, exhale slowly and reply with some sense of intelligent speech.

So far as he's able to accomplish that normally, at any rate.

"28th century Earth. I don't know where I was born, but I spend most of my time in Old Russia or the Reef. That's...what we call the asteroid belt, now. Er, then, I guess," he murmurs, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and looking on Hermione with new fascination. "More people from Earth...all different times. That's...wow. I don't think I could have imagined anything more amazing than already being in a crazy fantasy world. I'm sorry," he stops, leaning back a bit and taking on a whole new bearing.

"I should try to be a little more collected. I'm just so excited about things - everything - here. The events, the people, the wildlife," he chuckles softly, patting the open pages of the book.

"I'll start over. My name is Macklemore Journey. I'm a Warlock Guardian, from Earth. I'm very pleased to meet you, Miss Hermione. Genuinely." There, that sounded pretty good to him.