"Yeah, I didn't ask to come here the first time or this time. Though I miss it. You can't get good pizza in space."

His accent shifts to something a hell of a lot more New York City. Meanwhile he runs his fingers through his hair and sighs.

"I can ask after your things. They will be checked for dangerous tech or magic. And I can't. Not until I impress on you how fucking dangerous it would be for you to keep talking like you did. Last time one of the harem got like that... I'm pretty sure the dowager empress had her killed. My grandmother is... harsh is the nicest word."