[Okay. Talking panther. This is nothing new in Belle's life, but she doesn't quite expect it just yet.

She chews her lip for a moment, trying to think of the best way to phrase this, to try and keep him...as calm as she can.]

I'm not sure about the why, but it seems we've all been brought here by those pieces of paper, somehow. They say this place is called...'Progress City.' I admit, I'm just as confused as you are.