Waver nods a bit, agreeing. He turns to look at the pegasi nearby and sighs a little. "No, they don't. Or at least, they try to pass the destruction of entire worlds off as nothing. We're expected to blend in right away, and leave all talk of those things to ourselves." The locals lived in ignorant bliss— or ignorant something, in any case.

Though he's beginning to see Wyver as something like a reluctant home, he can't be bought by pretty buildings or flying creatures either.

"No, not always. If you show the slightest sympathy for Olympia, some of them get violent." He'd almost been thrown into a fire not long ago! But he pauses, blinking. "England? That's where I'm from, but... you must be from another time."