More than nonsense, it strikes him a little like how adults in his world would talk about how they'd miss the changing of the seasons. Wouldn't it be something is she were from a world more like his own...? Imagine that.

Whatever the case may be, it's something that sure does grab his attention, and even if he may be... hesitant... to hang out with a clearly inebriated stranger, his curiosity and her question manage to get the better of him. He's not quite convinced enough to take a seat, but he does step on over to the table.

"My name's Shinji, it's nice to meet you." A nice, polite introduction, and with that out of the way, "I've been here for a about... close to a year and a half now." Surreal. "I arrived with the first group of offworlders."