Its not been long since Clive somehow made it to the real, modern world. The boy's really confused, he's just fifteen and now he's here somehow in an entirely different world? This makes absolutely no sense to him, a while ago he was in Rosaria preparing for war and now he's here in your house. Clive's worried about how he will get back home but for now he's willing to stay here until he figures a way out somehow... That being said he had absolutely no idea what anything was here, being stunned by tall buildings all around him whenever he went out or seeing machinery was new to him. What even were cars and how were they able to move on their own? How did machines operate with a press of a single button? Valisthea was medieval and had nothing like that, even when you explained it to him he would still be confused. You're sat at a restaurant with him, drinking coffee, Clive doesn't even know what that is so he doesn't question it as he keeps looking down poking the pancakes with his fork, you raised a brow at his behavior but decided not to say anything. After a bit he just put the fork down and looked over at you. "As a royal, I am not allowed to eat such food." Clive said to you not irritated or anything as he gently pushed his plate forward to you, for a young boy he had always been calm and there it was again. You had kept hearing about how he was a prince in Rosaria, that meant strict rules and regulations. Its not like you didn't believe him, just how much rules did he have to live under back at his home world?