"Really? That's a damn shame," Locke said as he took another swig of his American beer. A damn shame indeed, he needed to know more about this place and this South Korea might just have been a big help to him! He thought of asking about Chipan or whatever next but really, does he have all the time in the world (huh.) for more confusing places? He rather doubted it.
"I haven't been back to my home in a long time either." He was writing things on the beer with his finger. "Actually, after I...finished with some business," really, who wants to hear about how he saved the world? "I really wanted to go back there and maybe take a break, y'know? For a few months...maybe twelve, tops. But well," he sighed as he shrugged, "the world just has a way of keeping you out here. You know what they say, though -- there's no rest for the wicked." He glanced at his new friend to add: "Not that I'm in any way wicked but I'm just saying.
"Oh! And before I forget," he offered his hand and his happy beam to the brunet, "Locke Cole -- treasure hunter extraordinaire. Happy to meet!"