Murmur did not appear troubled by Jon's snippiness, it was understandable at this point. This was, of course, not actually Xanadu, nor would any angel call their city by a human-made name. They were... far too proud for that. Too proud, and many still harboring a deep resentment and jealousy. Not that they needed to get into that right now.

"It was not. In fact it was a world not natively inhabited by any typical human nor human-like life form. Truly I would have enjoyed spending more time learning about it were I involved in the decision to depart." He's really not fond of this being yeeted around the universe thing, but there must be a purpose to it. Chasing after the Head, perhaps? Murmur does smile faintly once the realization hits Jon of exactly what he'd asked and what Murmur suggested.

"I am most intimately familiar with the Earth my brethren and I were tasked with overseeing, of course. This particular Earth, however, sat at something of a nexus among the multiverse. It received a fair amount of traffic from other iterations. Before you ask how many exist that would be impossible to put into a static number."