"Bastard didn't even eat the chicken. Put his grubby little mitts right into the salad."

Jon's busy muttering to himself, but tunes back in after a moment, sitting back down after a moment to ensure that Dunwich has seen himself off.

"Ah... no technology here, haven't got video games. God, how to even explain those?" He scratches his jaw thoughtfully. "They were from a card game first, if that helps explain things. Then got put into, ah... systems with moving images on little screens, where you got to take the role of someone catching them?"

He's not exactly confident in his explanation, but he sure is trying.