[viktor chuckles, easing off the mild teasing to focus on what they're seeing.] Hm, it looks a little like something from Ionia, in my world.

[that's more japanese flavored though. he watches as the other man goes to play some sort of punching game, tilting his head at the machine the woman uses.] That's a clever little piece of work. [a pause and he says,] If you don't mind me asking what was the war of your time?