Now that accent wasn’t what he was expecting. He raises his eyebrows, face settling into a grin.

“Cor blimey, guv’nor.” He says, not only in English but in a shitty cockney accent to boot. “Came all the way from England, did ya? Now I don’t blame you for running off halfway around the world.”

He laughs to himself, taking a sip of coffee.

“You from London, or one of those places that’s called something like North Thrumbingshire?”