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"There is not much to tell," Birk began, though this statement from a fellow, who could not keep his mouth shut, was a little weird. He decided to postpone his meal, taking into account that an old hide required diligent effort of chewing, and it was not quite compatible with a lenghty conversation at the same time. 

"I come from the far North - Ice fields and a winter that lasts for many, many months. Sometimes snow does not melt at all," he explained. "And I came down here, seeking a milder climate and now I am here," end of story. "How are you all related here?" he asked a question of his own.