"Familiar enough." She said, thinking back on a few alleyway fights and the inevitable attempted involvement of the authorities. In doing her work, she'd made and heard a handful of stories about the country's night life and underbelly. Their culture had, unfortunately, escaped her for the most part, though it wasn't anything personal because even the culture of Keilaudrin was currently eluding her in the form of the crowd's nearly infinite enthusiasm for trumpet calls. Well, she knew things about Lyok, but she'd have to doctor them up before saying them to a native. They worshiped a snake and you had to step your game up from digitalis when you were poisoning them, and the obvious epithets flowed from those associations. On the brighter side of things, she was well aware of the spear's presence in their military, and knew of a handful of their spear fighters either from textbooks or personal experience. "I have a few friends in the country, but I've only been there a few times. Are you enjoying Estovet so far?"