"Alan...Peccator."
His voice was different, sounding more robotic. The artifact that allowed him to speak must have done this, without a doubt. Alan's mouth was still in tatters.
"Peccator? That's a word of Latin origin... Sinner?"
The man, clearly well-versed in the languages of Earth and quickly derived the meaning of the word Peccator.
"So you are from Earth...but why do you have such a name? The modern era doesn't even have Latin as a language anymore, it's basically extinct... Perhaps the dragons found it amusing?"
He still thought that Alan was a dragon from birth, and this led him to the conclusion:
