There's not a chance his laugh is anything but nervous. Without dying, ha.

"That's a really long story," He says. "I guess I... knew a couple of people? They lived out there, I met up with them, they knew their way around more or less, showed me the ropes. Mis primos! Ah, miss those guys. Don't miss the outlands, but those guys, they were the best."

And having answered that without answering at all, he lets him seat himself on a chair now instead of the table. He draws up a knee and gestures out. "Your turn."