He carefully took the tablet and ran his gloved fingers over it, whispering a quiet word of "hello" that invoked his ability to "read" technology and see what made it function, the "nuts and bolts" of the machine.

"What are Christians?" He's never heard of the term before. Though his expression turns sour at the very idea of someone coming over and killing the druids. That's just wrong. Though the Tuatha de Danaan in his world have retreated to Tir Na nOg, it wasn't completely. They did show up at the showing of his eldest brother after he was born.

Ahh, the Morrigan and Brigid trying to play nice. Apparently it was pretty spectacular the non-hostilities.

And then he snorts. "As if England could ever claim Eire. The McCallums would have kicked back any sort of invasion... in my world."