The year? Tolten frowned, beginning to methodically go through the actions of cleaning as he tried to make any sense of the words in his head. "Oh. I've heard people here talk about America. I've met other people from there. I don't know about Germany though, I'm sorry."

But he knew enough to know he'd said something remarkably stupid. He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, waiting for the wave of embarrassment to pass.

Best to just change the subject, really. Or at least offer up something he was certain of, and couldn't make a fool of himself with.

"My name is Tolten, by the way. I'd say it's past time for introductions, really."