A laugh bubbles out of him, a natural sound that’s almost always in the air about him no matter when. “Do ya really think I’d lead ya astray?” he says playfully, well aware that Lars knows nothing about him. “Fine- it was this neat cafe sorta place, but practically every single wall, ya could see through, and they were filled with water. Full of fish, too.” He waves his hand lazily through the air. “Well, I call it a cafe, but I aint’ exactly sure what it is, just that there was food there, but it didn’t seem fancy enough ta be a restaurant.”