"The Guardian's name is Lancelot. You should be able to find him down near Westminster. As for the others... I can't really help you."

After all, he's a stranger. A Guardian should expect to deal with members of the public, and, well. She's given him a start on the others. He can do a little digging. Or she can do a little digging on him and find out what to think of him.

"And what about you? What brings you to England?"