KIT: Is that what you plan to do? Drown me?
JATHEB: My people wist ye are of the sea.
KIT: What if I’m not? What if I’m just like you?
JATHEB: Clearly you are not. Your speech and raiments are strange to us. Ye are out of time, child. Tell me from where you come, and perhaps your fate may be changed.
KIT: I’ll do better. I’ll tell you where YOU come from.