He's picking at his food at this point, mostly to keep himself from eating like a starving man presented with a fear. So he picks at it, though every now and again he takes several quick bites the way a man who knows starvation might.

"Soko... what? Where's that?" He frowns, considering that because he's never heard anything like it. "Never got out East myself. About as far East as I ever got was Texas," he admits with a laugh, amused by the idea given how far that actually is for a man on foot or horseback.

"Curious about... what happens before this place," he admits, rubbing the back of his neck. "Way I see it, I'm don't remember a whole year and trying to figure out what happened."