At least it was a clear and direct answer. He felt a little lost in the proverbial storm as the confirmed reality settles on him. Winter hellscape was bad enough. Hillbillies at least he could handle and talk to. 'Creature' didn't fill him with hope and sunshine either. All he could do for a moment was just stand there and be grateful that he was, at least, out in open air. That was about the only thing that could have made this worse.

It takes him a good few seconds to even hear her question, and the faint furrow of his features was just him stumbling back on track.

"Oh uh-" Right. How to describe that. "My people are miners but you might think about them like uneducated mountain folk, foothill and valley folk that are wary of outsiders in such a way that's kept some of the.. more liberal ideas of society out in cities and far away from them, their guns and their God... What area opened up recently?"