[He wonders what exactly Matoba sees when he speaks to wizards. What hate is he seeing? Nero shrugs his shoulders and takes the empty plates away. Even these jabs don't feel nearly as bad as the ones in East.

Those people had their reasons to hate wizards. But they also had the very attractive proposition of "talking to strangers in public is outlawed", or rather, so many different laws that people gave up and just didn't talk to strangers.

Not nearly so many laws in hell.]

I don't know what your ancestors have done and I'm not really interested it. [Live and let live. Keep a safe distance. It has nothing to do with him, so he doesn't feel like he wants to know.] You're free to come back for dessert when you like. Keep quiet when it's operating hours. [Everyone is held to the same odd little silence rule, no matter who they are.]