"Get down to forty what?" Alistair had absently followed for all he was still generally fine. "And so you know, Ferelden is a country."

He'd already got a grasp on the fact that there were more worlds than this. But then, he'd kind of gotten that idea when he'd figured out about eluvians and the Fade and... Well, all of that magical stuff he was glad he didn't really understand.

So he was getting the idea that this person was from one of those other places that had more of something that wasn't something he was used to, and less of the things he was used to. For one thing, he already understood that this man's world had more varieties of dragon than can fly and can't fly yet.