"Culture shock." I reply. "How long were you in this world?" I waited for an answer. Something really didn't seem right as I looked at him. Fine, maybe things were a little strange, but my gut told me something was wrong. Of course, it was my gut that told me to leave, and looked what happened. I made up my mind to keep an eye on this guy and not reveal any suspicions to anyone, yet.
"Answering a question with a question. Is this your idea of polite discussion?" He sighed. "Tell you what. If you really want to play the twenty questions game, at least follow the rules. The way it's usually played, you don't ask a question until you've answered the one that's been asked of you. Either party can call it off at any time, of course. Even though you already owe me several answers, I'll answer your question, grammaticaly incorrect though it may be. I have been here, much like the rest of you, since Dungeon Master decided his Realm needed some new champions."
