"You have not? Well, you are not from this part of the world, Othnar understands." He was fairly certain most everyone from any part of the world that wasn't Scandinavia (And even some parts of that!) was a city dweller who had never seen outside of a paved, concrete world. That suited them, so he wasn't angry. It just saddened him to know that the natural world baffled and astounded most modern people. "You should, Nathan, see a countryside perhaps. One that a battle was fought on. Let us go outside and Othnar will walk you to a battlefield of old times. It is not far from here, and is a mostly downhill walk." He stood and paid their bill, a stack of Euros for the bill itself and an equal one for tipping. "It is unbelievable that you sing of destruction and war and battle, yet not have seen countryside that battle once was waged."