He tilts his head back up to stare at the sky for a moment, an almost grateful smile crossing his features.

Oh, if only eight-year-old Tristran had known Yvaine back then. He would have possibly been spared quite a bit of laughter from Louisa's classmates -- and his own, for that matter if so.

"I suppose my telling her we went to a... tavern at the end of the universe would send her into fits of uncontrollable laughter." He smirks. "Or she'll simply say I've gone completely mad."