England. [ The name comes off his tongue strange and unfamiliar and extremely unhappy. There'd been plenty of things he hadn't liked about Rune-Midgard, but at least he knew Rune-Midgard. He was getting too damned old for change.

A sigh. He held his hand out to Ashraf. ]

You too. [ A long, heavy sigh. ] With any luck, they'll send more of us along. I don't see a priest and a gunslinger getting very far by themselves. [ a one-armed gunslinger. ]