Bragi inclined his head obligingly as if to concede; yes okay, Mr Crouch was probably not as linguistically proficient as a native speaker, but that was true almost by definition.

As they continued along a corridor, he gazed curiously up at a long window through which glorious sunshine was now streaming. ”Funny… are we above ground now?” Bragi asked. He hadn’t noticed the windows before, he’d been too preoccupied. But now he felt slightly disoriented; he could’ve sworn they were beneath the ground. Yet there the sun shone, bright as day.