"Yeah, probably," he agreed once his cigarette had caught, and he breathed out a line of smoke. To be honest, he hadn't paid that much attention to where the fae he'd met were supposed to be from. "But are you telling me London wasn't full of tourists and expats in your time?" One American from London to another; yeah, he thought he was funny sometimes. "Maybe fairies can't stay away any more than the rest of us."