Diarmuid nods and pauses to think of the best way to try and explain something that he doesn't completely understand, "People tell me my time is in the past and this is the future. That is why I don't know what a lot of this stuff is. It hasn't been in-invented yet! I don't know if I believe them. Fairy realms can be like this too, but no one seems to believe in fairies here except my friend because he is from a time near mine.

"Since you know about sandwiches and paper you must be from the future! Do you like the future? Is it fun?"