Well, I’m thrilled to be your first and likely only introduction.

[ He grins and dips into an animated bow. He considers bringing up the fact that the seeds of metal have already been planted in Henry’s time and he’s probably heard more than he thinks if he’s ever heard literally any Memphis blues guitar (which seems doubtful), but he holds back. He’s probably talked enough about music to a guy who has no real interest in it. ]

I mean…

[ He hesitates as he straightens up once more. He’s more fond of the people in Solvunn than he is of Solvunn itself, but that’s been more than enough to help him to find happiness here and ignore some of the less savory things. It absolutely does help that Steve arrived at the time time, but it’s hard to tell Henry that he’s wrong—because he isn’t. He raises his arms and drops them quickly back to his sides. ]

Yeah, I get that, but don’t really have any other choice right now, man.

[ His words are ambiguous. Maybe he means they don’t really get a choice because they’re already here and it’s either here or Indiana, or maybe he means he died back home and doesn’t exactly have anything to return to. It’s truly a mystery! ]