"If you mean mine specifically, I fail to see how that is possible," he said, clearly startled. "But if you mean in a more generic sense.." he smiled warmly then, "it is good to meet someone with whom I might share common cultural references. I admit to being in over my shell out here. How many mothers Dinotopian are you?" he asked, head tilting in curiosity. "And however did your ancestors manage to roll out of the nest unnoticed?" Someone they had presumed dead? Perhaps, but he thought that unlikely. Generally only Dolphinbacks ever tried, and no Dolphinback who wanted to leave considered themselves Dinotopian, did they? Then again, no Dolphinbacks ever intended to come to Dinotopia, so perhaps someone rolled out of the nest accidentally and somehow survived. Why they would not have been brought back, he did not know.

He missed Waterfall City desperately. He wished he could check the record scrolls there, speak to the many who worked in the libraries and kept the great registers. Of course at this moment he even missed the dampness and the loud background roar, just because it would have been familiar. Ever since arriving he felt as though he were standing on shifting sands.