“Our Dome is the bottom of the barrel in the Mega City," Asterion said. "The Deep, it's beneath the bottom. Patrols don't even come down yonder no more. This here is where the forgotten live."
"That's pretty deep from a guy that talks as funny as you do." I said quietly.
"It's not polite to make fun of a man's drawl," he said.
I nodded. "You've told me that before too," I said. I still got no idea what 'drawl' even means and have never heard anyone else say it. I'm thinking you made it up."
Asterion shook his head. "Y'all never heard of Texas either," he said. "Goes to show what you know."
I grinned. "That sounds made up too."
He shook his head in disgust. "Don't make no different anyhow," he said, as much to himself as to me. "They say half of it is underwater now anyway.”