[As usual, he tries to make himself as small as possible. More than happily inching himself into a corner, as he rests his chin against his hand. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment to center himself again, having never gotten used to such hustle and bustle. In truth, the man was a bit of a recluse -- a far cry from his adventurous husband and wife. So, he tries his best to quietly mutter a soft mantra -- almost like an incantation to calm himself down. A soft light surrounding him for just a short moment, before it fades, and his eyes open again.]

You are far too kind, but ah... You may tell me what you want about your world. Whatever you are willing to share, I am here to listen.

[With that said, he reaches for his drink. Not hesitating to bring it to his lips, before taking a small sip of it. Much more hungrier than thirsty, truth be told. If it wasn't apparent by his stomach growling so loudly. Not at all surprised that he's famished; it was a lot to take in after all. A new place, new people... He was honestly pretty homesick, but he manages to mask that for the time being.]

There are some things I am certain that people will not want to speak on about their world, so I am unsure of what questions to ask... So, please. As I stated before, you are more than welcome to tell me what you are comfortable with.