The young man might as well be spouting nonsense words, for the degree of recognition in Dorian's eyes. Which is to say none.
Easier then to focus on facts. "I'm currently speaking the common tongue of Ferelden, as it's called. Or, the King's Tongue, if we're to be fancy. My mother tongue is Tevene, but I don't use it unless I'm highly agitated."
It's also fun to watch Southerners squirm, but, alas. He is attempting to play nice, for what it's worth. So far he isn't regretting that decision.
"To tell you the truth, I was hoping to go back to 9:41, after some rather unfortunate events involving time magic catapulting me into the future. It seems as though..."
A slight frown, then the light of scholarly excitement flies across his face. "Oh! Of course! Since I didn't go back, or forwards through time, I must have gone sideways. Fascinating!"
He settles himself leaning against the wall. "And what of you? Is this anything at all like your...united kingdom?"
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Easier then to focus on facts. "I'm currently speaking the common tongue of Ferelden, as it's called. Or, the King's Tongue, if we're to be fancy. My mother tongue is Tevene, but I don't use it unless I'm highly agitated."
It's also fun to watch Southerners squirm, but, alas. He is attempting to play nice, for what it's worth. So far he isn't regretting that decision.
"To tell you the truth, I was hoping to go back to 9:41, after some rather unfortunate events involving time magic catapulting me into the future. It seems as though..."
A slight frown, then the light of scholarly excitement flies across his face. "Oh! Of course! Since I didn't go back, or forwards through time, I must have gone sideways. Fascinating!"
He settles himself leaning against the wall. "And what of you? Is this anything at all like your...united kingdom?"