"Thank you," he says earnestly, eyes slowly edging towards meeting the other man's calm gaze.

"I come from a land, a world," which concept is still terrifying, that there is a multitude of worlds behind the veil of Man's comprehension, "where I know my place exactly, and one and all know theirs, and my being in relation to them. Here, no one knows me, nor do they seem to place any significance on their own standing.

"It is very alarming. I never seem to know what to expect, nor what is expected of me."