[He grunts] I get it. My world's got things that people balk at--nothing that can't be explained with science, but there are kids running around fourteen years old who can lift cars over their heads. There's a man I trained with who's immortal. You can shoot him, I mean, but he's never gonna wither and die like I will.

Nothing personal but I guess I'm just waiting for you to flip your lid and kill someone in a panic. We had a couple of newcomers who did that--they either came from places worse than this, or backgrounds that're really boring like yours sounds like.

[Seriously why would the Admiral bring an import-exporter here why (he can't imagine any real reasons anyone would lie about their job once they know they're dead. Haaah.)]