What else am I gonna do, John? Way I see it, I can see what's up out here or I can stay inside and accidentally wind up doused with aphrodisiacs or dragged into a weird sex demo. Not sure I trust this place that much.

[It all seems a little fishy to him, that's all..He goes quiet at the question, eyes sliding to the side. There's still red-eyed glares focused on them and it's a little unnerving.]

I remember I was dying before I wound up here.