He hums to himself, seeming halfway interested. 1850. That's not terribly far from someone else here at least. Not enough to form a pattern, but it's something.
"You'd be surprised." He sniffs the can of coffee beans once he gets it open, nodding a bit, then reaches for the mortar and pestle. "The earliest I could place is at the turn of the 17th century, but others aren't as easy to fit in the timeline. They seem skewed in one direction in any case."
Or they come from places that simply don't exist. Kind of like the anomaly they're living in right now, but without coffee.
"Remember anything before you came here?" He hasn't questioned the newcomers yet, so it seems like a good opportunity. For the sake of his notes.
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"You'd be surprised." He sniffs the can of coffee beans once he gets it open, nodding a bit, then reaches for the mortar and pestle. "The earliest I could place is at the turn of the 17th century, but others aren't as easy to fit in the timeline. They seem skewed in one direction in any case."
Or they come from places that simply don't exist. Kind of like the anomaly they're living in right now, but without coffee.
"Remember anything before you came here?" He hasn't questioned the newcomers yet, so it seems like a good opportunity. For the sake of his notes.