You know what... where I come from, [and she's only able to admit this after a couple of months away from it, and with the miraculous soothing of the golden lifestream] you didn't want to be a super freak. It meant bad stuff.

But thanks. One or two less things for you to put your red eyes out on.

...Where are you from, anyway, Gil? You look fucking funny. [Whoops, there goes the rough language again. Jo covers her mouth and stifles an embarrassed snort.]