"It's a small world. Where abouts? I'm from Hell's Kitchen." He brightens up to a different degree at the mentioning. It's something he loves almost as much as Verity. Running away though. "I'm sorry you needed to do that." Meaning it was not the same place it could have been to Hunter.

He listens to the rest and... it's all fantastical. What isn't now? He nods slowly. "Your appearance?"