"My world is.." His voice trails off. It's always been hard to describe it. Because his world just felt so natural to him. It just felt like things always were the way they were in his own world - until he was suddenly thrown onto the train, and he realised that his world is far from the norm. "I suppose one could say it is.. 'behind', compared to the level of technology and other things on this train."
As dumb as it feels to say. Nothing ever felt behind in Ylisse. He doesn't feel more comfortable with all this technology than he did back home, even.
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"My world is.." His voice trails off. It's always been hard to describe it. Because his world just felt so natural to him. It just felt like things always were the way they were in his own world - until he was suddenly thrown onto the train, and he realised that his world is far from the norm. "I suppose one could say it is.. 'behind', compared to the level of technology and other things on this train."
As dumb as it feels to say. Nothing ever felt behind in Ylisse. He doesn't feel more comfortable with all this technology than he did back home, even.