actuallycuchulainn

"Ah, after my time… Sorry to say, haven’t read up much on what happened after my death." he chuckled. "Still, it’s nice to see someone from the home country! It’s been a bit lonely living with just Sumerians."

He wondered if he should ask more about what war he’d been in- clearly before his, not like Enkidu. He’d avoided the question before though, and seemed a bit hesitant to reveal too much information. Cu didn’t want to intimidate him or make him suspicious. Still.

"How long ago did you get here, anyway?"

oltaingra

   “I’d find it strange if you did. – Sumerians? Are we not in Japan?”
   He tilted his head, bewildered. Could they be his masters or.. Well,
   there were interesting people in the city. Natives and visitors or 
   soldiers.
   "I feel the same –  I’m grateful that I was given this opportunity.
    Though under the strangest circumstances.“
    He laughed bitter sweetly. The more time he spent speaking to
   his new found brother, the more he worried about his state. There
   was a reason for everything.. and the reason he was there, as much
   as he wanted to believe, was not to meet the blue Lancer. It was
   even stranger that he remembered the war he participated in, but
   all of the emotions attached to it were gone. Was it to his benefit?

    "Perhaps an hour or so. I cannot amount the time.”