“Oh, certainly many things to be found around here beyond understanding, but intelligible, if you give them the time.”

There was one particular invention that had caught his attention quickly as he’d explored his communal quarters; a box that was cooled within to preserve foods for a longer amount of time. He’d quickly found himself envious he hadn’t thought of something similar himself.

“What sort of world is it you come from, then, Draco? There is far much more technological advancement here than on Thedas, though,” he taps his foot on the cement walkway beneath them, “we in the Tenvinter Imperium have also devised concrete. I’ve heard some worlds haven’t.” He chuckled. “A shame, really, but there are barbarians everywhere, aren’t there?”