I'll take your word for it. [ he's immune to poisons and yet he's afraid of your egg rum, sir.

he's gonna raise his own glass to the other anyway--just some plain liquor, here. Maybe with a bit of fruit juice in, so it at least tastes good. ]

It's less blaming me for something I was there for and more... a keen awareness of how my bad luck pans out. I've been dealing with it for years.

[ he pauses though, thinking. ]

In the pursuit of goals, most people would permit everything, you're right.
So that makes me wonder. Do you have goals like that, too? Are you someone who has memories of a past life, or...

[ is he one of those off-worlders... ]