"Grampa Lee was a salior on an East India company trading ship. To hear him tell it, they were just shy of being outright pirates. Says they went out when they shouldn't during a storm and spent the next several days being hurled all over. When the storm was finally over, he was being pulled ashore by a pod of Coast Watcher dolphins. He was the only survivor of the wreck. Wound up being a scrounger for most of his life."  He trailed off for a moment and glanced back at Limix before shrugging and continuing with his tail. "Seems that it runs in the family. Mom and Dad do much the same thing out by Windy Point, mostly harvesting crystals and salvaging wrecks for goods to barter back in the various towns along the coast. As for me and Limix, well... we weren't as attracted to the sea as the rest. So we specilaized in the acquisition of difficult to obtain goods further inland."<br/>"As for life... oh my. I'm not even sure where to begin. Given your flying machine I guess Professor Denison was right in that people would fly with the aid of machines some day. I'm guessing you're use to machines doing all the work for you? Well... if you are, prepare yourself. We don't use many machines here. Partnered with the Dinosaurs we work together and get just as much if not more done. We can do things they can't and at the same time they can do things we could never do, with two minds working at it little gets missed. We care for each others children, partner up when we decide what we want to do or grow up knowing what we'll do if you're lucky enough to be apprenticed to someone like a Horn Blower or Blacksmith. To be honest.. much of this is probably going to make as much sense to you now as it would it me if you told me about your world." He told her honestly one hand playing with his moustache.