"Is that so? I'm curious to what you think of all of...this. The Merchant." He felt like he was still figuring things out as he went and he had never had to deal with anything like the undead or killer mermaids. "I take it you have your own curse to deal with too."

He looks down at the gun before looking up once more with amusement.

"Yes, it was custom-made for me. May people back home like to shoot at me so it's best be prepared." Being here at least means a refreshing change in how many want to kill him at least. He's never been so anonymous and it's liberating.