[ Well, not that rude, but something along that line. Actually, he just gripped Conan's hand and dragged him out of the crowd. He's a good hero alright. ]

That's good. That means there's still hope for your generation and the ones after you. [ Still sarcasm, but the boy's question hit him like a brick in the head. Of course, he quickly rationalise it. After all, this boy probably just plain lost. Not from another world, like him. He can't assume things. ] Somewhere in London. Why? Where's your parents, anyway?