"Won't be a problem. I'm happy to help and, thank you, for .....getting me out of the castle." Kelson orders a black tea as well, Kell only recently introducing him to some teas and he's not quite yet ready to stray from what he knows is good. Sitting down at the table opposite the other man, he considers the question.

"Very similar in a lot of ways. There are many different nations, most of the monarchies. Magic is much more accepted here than back home, but other kingdoms in my world are not as....superstitious as my own. It's something I am working on with my own kingdom. We've come a long way, and have a good deal of a way more to come still. But, I like to think I can learn something here that I can bring back. Because I will be going back."

There was no doubt in Kelson's mind that they would find a way back. Because they had too. "My kingdom has already mourned me for dead once already and they are quite not ready for a repeat performance." He tried to make it lighthearted but, there was definite trauma left behind in his voice. He had suffered, and so had those around him.

"I'm afraid I've picked up some rather poor habits back home that I can't quite get rid of." Like hiding in the castle. "What about your world? Is it anything like this one here?"