"Not exactly?" he says. "I was told I live here, apparently. But where I'm from, at least, just walking into a house when no one knows you're supposed to be there generally gets you stabbed, so I figured I'd introduce myself this way, instead."

Anton moves his hand, gesturing at the medieval armor he's wearing (no helmet, of course, since it wouldn't fit his head and would mess up his hair even if it did).

"I mean, it's kind of hard to stab me in this, but still."