It was strange to hear him ask such a loaded question without realizing it was loaded. But chemtech and hextech were alien words to her. Technology based on chemicals, technology based on... six-sided magic rocks?

"Tech where I'm from is... eclectic," she answered, wondering how deeply she ought to get into a thousand years of lies and persecution. "Long story short, most of what we use is either old stuff we dug up, or it's new things cobbled together from that. So most people who need weapons still use a sword or magic, but at the same time, I live on an airship."

She eyed the crutch and the board. "How'd it break? Rough ride on the way here?"

She could have been referring to the leg or the board, whichever he felt like answering.