"Teeth falling out? Ugh, now there's a thought," he shudders and grimaces. Just imagining his teeth dropping out of his head... as if he didn't have enough things to trouble his sleep as it was, "There are plenty of places free of the poison now. And they have been for some time. My ancestors lived underground for a long time as they waited for the world to heal. The only places that remain poisoned are the promised lands."