[ Figuring out the stove was very much a trial and error process, something Ferdinand chooses to omit as he starts to fill the teacup with water from the faucet. Not too cold, not too hot... best to let the heat from the stove take care of that, he's learned. ]

Please, think nothing of it. I am the unannounced guest, after all.

[ He places the teapot on the stove, and with practiced meticulousness, sets the dial to the optimal temperature. As new as the technology is to him, having a degree of control over the heat that he didn't have with just an open flame is quite convenient. ]

And I am from a land called Fódlan. More specifically, I hail from the Adrestian Empire. I suspect it is from a different world from yours, as I have met many who have never heard of it, just I have not heard of this strange place you describe that serves tea over ice.

[ He tries not to sound too judgmental about it, as he's been proven wrong about plenty of things in his life, but the very idea of diluting perfectly good tea with ice... it just seems wrong to him.

As the water continues to heat, he is able to turn completely to face his host. ]

And what about yourself? I'm quite curious to know about the worlds that each of us is from.