[A quip about preferring the company of someone quite a bit more... curvaceous than Terra would likely go here, but he's just not feeling it. He merely makes an amiable sound, though it's distracted. It's out of the question, to him. If another incident happened, where he blacked out, he could be putting someone elses' longterm health at stake.

The attacks were nothing. Escha changed, and Escha could handle them all. The Arkdimon... well. That was a bad start, she was afraid; but she'd found her courage eventually.]

I believe I've found everything there has to offer, so my next bout of wanderlust will likely be better spent under your direction, if there's any areas you haven't had anyone on.

[There's a small, weak laugh. And then a cough.]

...Apologies. You sounded like someone I used to know for a moment.