If escape ever becomes important he'll probably try something. But it really isn't.. and if he had to, there's always the window. "..I do. I appeared here returned to human form, barefoot and wearing a blanket."

It had been sensible there, with malformed 'wings' and changing feet to worry about, but here it had been a hindrance. Then he'd traded the blanket for someone else's teeshirt. And then got wizard robes. And a hat. "Though I know I did not get as far as the circle, I had been ... returning home, and that was in another direction." As much as anything could have been a home. It shouldn't have been a long walk even in the snow, they were only on the other side of the orchard.

But she'd gone looking, while he played with magic books in a foreign library. "It seems whatever force brought us there doesn't prevent others from interfering, since we're both here, and minus our dragons."