He smiles, trying to ease some of the sharpness from his previous tone. "It's njt the same, back where I come from. Its like... like the City was, but older and colder and poorer."

He pauses, and then has an idea. "You know that room? With the illusions? I could show you London. So you could see what I mean, look around it yourself. Once we've found you clothes here so you look the part."