[Please, not even Estinien 'Cuts His Bangs With A Knife When They're In His Face Too Much' Wyrmblood would try to grow a hair helmet.]

We would not have met were it not for this world.

[He shrugs slightly, tapping his fingers thoughtfully. He might as well talk about this since he's not getting back to sleep anytime soon, but...]

The world I hail from tis actually several linked, but separate shards of one world that normally we cannot travel between. He was from another shard, and another time besides.