What in the hell were the people in this city smoking. Ankh continued to stare at Henry as though he had grown a second head, scrunching his face and shaking his head in complete disbelief that this conversation was even happening.

"Nothing especially noteworthy or recent, we'd been traveling for a while." How would what he last said to them help him find them. Ankh stop being such a sour person Henry is just trying to help.