"We're certainly very grateful," I say, glancing about the house. It's almost as nice as my house, and the owner is certainly a very nice man. I think the shield might belong to him, he was wearing armor when he showed up and saved us.

Not even magical armor, like that Oriental from back home. I wonder if this one knows her? Perhaps I should ask. "I've been scared silly, and it is such a relief that there are no monsters trying to eat me any more. Did I tell you about the great blue moose, yet?"