"No," he admitted without shame. He'd heard about it, especially here as the term seemed brandied about more often than in the undercity. "Mages nearly destroyed our world apparently, so there's fear around magic. But let's be honest, humanity invents plenty of ways to destroy themselves with enough time."

He took the cigar that was offered, and he jammed it between his lips for a long drag. He was settling into the walk, observing their destination but more curiously the man next to him. Guy didn't seem like a creepy oppressive castle type, which he suspected meant it was inhabited by other people.

"As long as I can keep both of my kidneys after washing up, it won't be the worst place I've stayed," he remarked, blowing smoke from the corner of his mouth. "I assume you'll be disappointing someone bringing home a random guy?"