Fortunately I've at least learned how light switches work, so I really have no excuse. And I thank you for that. [At that he sounds a little sheepish. It's likely something like that would become necessary if he were to ever find himself threatened. Technically he can defend himself but he would really very much rather wouldn't.]

This is a very nice world, though. A preserve like this- it's a good place to live. Especially for ill patients. Fresh air. Food from unpolluted sources, whether the spawners or naturally grown- [He starts to ramble, gesturing around with his free hand at the resort's gardens and he nearly pokes her in the shoulder, so pulls it back and fails at finding a place to put it besides his pocket.]