He glanced down at himself as she said what era he came from. He had been told there was some... time differences, so he supposed the question, and the fact that she was strangely dressed wasn't out of the question. He frowned, tugging at the bullet riddled uniform for a moment. He really needed to ditch this and find better attire. "Ah, yes. Pearl harbor was just... destroyed." Destroyed wasn't a strong enough for for what he had heard, and though he wasn't there, he knows enough about the horrors of this war to imagine how bad that was.

The internet? He frowned, head tilting a bit. "No, it's... I understand. I mean, things are a bit strange here. You are from the future? Or, I am assuming at least ahead of time from me. What year is it for you?"

Honestly, he's rather interested in the 'future', because if there IS a future, than many there is still a United States and everything he has done or hasn't done was worth it.