"I'm from another world, like yourself. My world doesn't have-" he gestures to everything "Any of this. It's modern; which this reality doesn't seem to like, it's a miracle my jeans haven't disintegrated. I'm honestly just a guy, there's not much special about me." He shrugs "I just hope my boyfriend isn't too worried."
After saying that, Jakob walks in, eager to meet this intellect guy. Agony is a cooler name.