The apology garners a dismissive wave. Even with the fresh page in front of him, Wrench doesn't bother to write down anything to that point. It's not surprising to him to find that he's just as much of an anomaly here as he is back home. Only now that he's finding himself somewhere outside the boundaries of the faction he was first brought to is he realizing many of the people in the market are dressed totally differently than the ones he's been surrounded by since his arrival.

Wrench. No last name.
What would you say DOES make the world go round?