“Abaasy.....Qareen....” he whispered the two under his breath as he softly ran his fingertips across the etched in character upon the wall. He closed his eyes and allowed his mind to wander, searching and sifting through what he could, but ulimately shook his head, forlorn with the result. “No...those names do not ring any bells with me.” He opened his eyes and sighed, turning to the rest of the crowd but focusing more on Chance. “Rather, they do ring a bell. I feel as if I had heard of them before.... but sadly, not the bell I was hoping they would ring.”<br/><br/>He gave a sad smile, letting out a small huff through his nose like a brief chuckle. “Thank you for the information, though. It’s much appreciated.” With one last glance around the bar’s walls, taking in the image of every marking, he finally moves back to his seat and settle back into place as he was before, sipping at his water.<br/><br/>He eyes wandered to the people in here, finding them a bit more intriguing now that he understood they were not as normal, or as young, as he initially thought. He listened to the conversations more closely now, his curiosity getting the better of him, wanting to understand the company in which he found himself. That’s when he heard Jim introduce himself. He supposed this was a time as any to give the others his name as well. He nodded his head and lifted his glass slightly, as if engaging in a toast, albeit a minor one, as seemed to be the custom among most in this part of the world. “Nice meeting you. I am Set.” He then glanced away, looking towards the others to see who else would share a name.