[He drapes the pair of pants over his shoulder to free up his hands, finds his lighter and fishes a cigarette out of his pocket. This is still his pack from home, one of the few dwindling cigarettes left before he has to break into the ones he found here with their grotesque warning labels the likes of which he's never seen. Maybe they make them more dangerous in this place? Maybe someone can look at them for him, make sure they're still ultimately just tobacco and paper.]
I don't know of too many landlocked kingdoms. None with those names, but I guess it could still be possible we're from the same place, just separated by hundreds of years. Wars change things.
[Maybe there's no way to know. He shrugs, and offers the pack toward Ed in case he wants a smoke.]
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[He drapes the pair of pants over his shoulder to free up his hands, finds his lighter and fishes a cigarette out of his pocket. This is still his pack from home, one of the few dwindling cigarettes left before he has to break into the ones he found here with their grotesque warning labels the likes of which he's never seen. Maybe they make them more dangerous in this place? Maybe someone can look at them for him, make sure they're still ultimately just tobacco and paper.]
I don't know of too many landlocked kingdoms. None with those names, but I guess it could still be possible we're from the same place, just separated by hundreds of years. Wars change things.
[Maybe there's no way to know. He shrugs, and offers the pack toward Ed in case he wants a smoke.]