Henry had to admit that the view was mighty impressive. It was the first time he'd ever seen a city that wasn't crumbling buildings and shanties, and he marveled at some of the architecture, reminding him of an old picture book his father had shown him once. Byzantium, the book had said the place was called. Then he blinked, looking up sharply at the younger man that had spoken, Michael was his name.

"Wait...but...the book...it said Byzantium got conquored by the Muslims hundreds've years ago. How the hell's it still around...an'....wait..." He blinked again, the thoughts rattling around in his head. "How the hell does this place have a Byzantium too?"

His question trailed off when Michael described the Heartless, and the weirdos that were leading them. He promtply shut up, looking shamefaced at having interrupted such an important speech. He waited until the emperor was done before speaking again.

"Sorry for...uh...the rudeness, sir. All kinda new to me. But count me in on this. Ol' man always said the Almighty'd call me for sum'n great one day. Figure this is about as great as it gets."