"Have you?" There's no sense that he disbelieves the statement at all. Though given his own description of his world, perhaps that's not a surprise. "I've never left Revachol, so I have a pretty narrow view of the world. Especially with my whole... memory problem thing. I woke up in Martinaise. It's the poorest part of the poorest part of Revachol, and pretty steeped in events from the start of the Current Century. You might think that's why there's a baby Pale off the coast, but it's actually been there since Insulinde— the isola I'm from, was first settled."

He goes quiet, head cocked like he's listening to something intently, even though it's just the two of them speaking. "...would you be willing to talk about your own world?"