[He appears to consider this question quite seriously, with his brow twisted in bemusement for he is yet one ill-versed in the slang of eras so distant from his own. Thus it is with light amusement that he gives his answer.]

Why, what could be up but for the sun which rises still in the sky?

[Translation: what are you talking about, young whippersnapper?]

Moreover, I hope that since last we met, you have found adventure enough to sate your young heart. Although I remember well how fiercely a man may hunger when fresh with youth. Doubtlessly this landscape so wild and strange is well to your liking.