Thank you. ( he says hesitantly, moving his hands away from drake to accept the offered shoe. wriggling tiny toes under drake's paw until he moves it, ari then replaces the shoe back to its rightful place, even if he would've been just as happy to go barefoot. )

Do you -- oh, sorry. < Do you think we need passports? I don't think so. If we do we're going to be in trouble. >

( he gazes shifts back on to aymeric, studying him slightly -- the idea of a new race or type of myth excites the little wolf greatly, and he immediately wants to compare and contrast, figure out how similar they really are.

that said, this is a stranger. he should try to be polite. )

Um, i-is -- is this your holy sea? ( he points to the water, scattered in debris and fire. ) It is very nice. Me and Drake both think so. I haven't heard of Ishgard, is that in Europe?