It hasn't really occurred to Lloyd yet that he's in a completely different world. As far as he's aware, the only reason there was ever even two worlds was because his world had been split in half. He's pretty sure he would have heard if it had been split in more pieces than that. So, Republic City? Must just be in a part of the world he's never visited. Or heard of. Hey, the world's big. It could happen!
"It's a pretty small town. Not a whole lot happens there, usually." He tries not to think with a guilty wince about the last time something big had happened. It's over and done with, and the town's recovering from the fires the Desians had set. He pushes that thought aside. He doesn't really want to bring that up, and he doubts it's something Opal wants to hear about. "People have farms, or flocks," he continues. "Or they do things like woodworking, or work with leather - you know, stuff like that. My Dad's a smith. He's one of the best." Because really, it's hard to compete with a dwarf when it comes to metalcraft.
"What about where you're from?" Curiosity goes both ways!
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"It's a pretty small town. Not a whole lot happens there, usually." He tries not to think with a guilty wince about the last time something big had happened. It's over and done with, and the town's recovering from the fires the Desians had set. He pushes that thought aside. He doesn't really want to bring that up, and he doubts it's something Opal wants to hear about. "People have farms, or flocks," he continues. "Or they do things like woodworking, or work with leather - you know, stuff like that. My Dad's a smith. He's one of the best." Because really, it's hard to compete with a dwarf when it comes to metalcraft.
"What about where you're from?" Curiosity goes both ways!