[ fuck's a Turk, then almost comes out of his mouth, but listen, far be it for him to be an ignorant little smartass and insult someone. someone that didn't deserve it, that is. instead, he opts for a gently smaller amount of sass. ]

Aye, you're rude alright. Never heard of Midgar, that a city? No paripus, huh...

[ what, did they... round them all up? ship 'em off somewhere? execute them all? it's baffling, really. he's heard of other tribes being uncommon, but unfortunately his happen to multiply like r...abbit....dog...animals, so that's not usually the case. then again, it dawns him—he did already hear this place isn't like where he's from. it isn't even anywhere close. so maybe there really is such a thing as a city with no paripus, or even one without tribes. imagine that.

eh, well. the other half of that meat pie gets shoved in his gob and he mulls things over for a moment while he chews. ]

Someone told me earlier this place is a long way from home. I think they meant for everybody, not just me.