No phones, no TVs, and worst of all...no internet. There were horrible diseases and ice zombies and kingslayers but, man, living without the world wide web? Why even live at that point. A true shame.
He smiles, though, because he will not understand the true amazingness of the interwebs for quite some time, and even laughs a bit at Gentarou's enthusiasm. The little lamb.
"Viserys of the House Targaryen, the Third of His Name." Look, he even cut off his titles. He's getting used to it now. Sort of. Kind of. Not really, but he's VERY used to dying slowly on the inside. "Perhaps I am from the past. This land makes me feel as though I am."
Dying slowly on the inside, dying quickly on the outside...he is definitely a past tense kinda guy.
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He smiles, though, because he will not understand the true amazingness of the interwebs for quite some time, and even laughs a bit at Gentarou's enthusiasm. The little lamb.
"Viserys of the House Targaryen, the Third of His Name." Look, he even cut off his titles. He's getting used to it now. Sort of. Kind of. Not really, but he's VERY used to dying slowly on the inside. "Perhaps I am from the past. This land makes me feel as though I am."
Dying slowly on the inside, dying quickly on the outside...he is definitely a past tense kinda guy.