Ignorance is bliss. But he shakes his head after a real, actual drink. "Nah, didn't want to insult you by the doubtful prodding. Some people get pissed at that shit."

Sometimes people have to check if their supposedly-conjured-out-of-nothing-but-is-actually-stolen beer is well and truly beer. And hey, one good turn serves another. He's not going to turn it down.

"I've been tryin' to figure out how they've been fuckin' with everybody's abilities. I mean, the humans with training are fine. People with anything remotely exceptional?" God included, he guesses? "Take a hit when they come here."

He knows he's probably not the first one to try and figure it out. But he absolutely is going to try.