"I suppose the translators are doing their job, then." Roland nods in interest, a finger drifting under his chin as he's prone to do when a thought occurs to him. And it's an amusing thought, one that he hasn't manifested into words as often as he might like.

"So, the Kingdom of Science..." he goes, a playful lilt coloring his tone in a similar fashion. "You looking to ally with a budding country in another universe? We could talk shop if you're all for adding the Kingdom of Evermore to your growing list of friendly neighborhood nations. Heh."

Heck, why not a whole cultural exchange? Ah, the ideas that play around in Roland's head when he's in the mood for it, with the right company around.