Not a single thing about this setting makes sense to Drizzt. The metallic surface of the space station, the odd vehicles and buildings, and the additions to his own wardrobe are afforded a brief consideration. What fully draws his attention at first is the enormous heavenly body dominating his field of vision and the clarity with which he can make out the stars beyond. Unfamiliar stars, to be sure.

"I don't know," he admits as he turns his full attention to the stranger beside him. "My guess would be a wand of some sort..." He shakes his hand as he tries to dislodge the thing. Normally he'd be able to feel magical emanations from such an item, but this one isn't giving him any hints.

Drizzt's belt is strapped over his shoulder and chest in the same fashion as Eren's, seeing as there is already a belt about his waist from which hang two sheathed blades. Not that they will be much use in this situation, he figures. There doesn't seem to be any apparent enemy.