Unpredictable, then. I see. [he appreciates the warning to that, too. It is a fairly obvious one; if this place arbitrarily takes in people, strips them, and leaves marks on their bodies then why should it be considered predictable.]

If that is the case, we are not reborn to be blessed of the gods here. We must be incapable of knowing their truth. I wonder- [A cruel idea comes to mind, to test if he could speak truth in this new place. If he could, he's terrify this helpful lad and there's no benefit to that.]

-never mind. I'll find something to do with myself, so thank you for the fair warnings. Develop some new skills, perhaps.