[ Can't defect if he has no idea what he would be defecting from, ayyy. ]

Picking up... people who choose to... [ He scoffed, although the end of the scoff became a laugh. He couldn't believe this guy. Looking away again, he managed another step away from Silco, though not without stumbling and grasping for another crystal to lean his weight against. ] Geez, you, hehe, really gotta work on that, uh, sale's pitch for your cult. Thing. Like maybe start with, hey, Bruno, you look cold, here's something to wear, wanna talk about all this somewhere warmer, maybe... maybe actually explain what the heck is going on?

[ He waved his free hand vaguely in the air as if to punctuate some of the words he rambled on with. ]

But no, you're all here's a bunch of words that make no sense and. Yadda yadda yadda. It's. Wow, just. Wow. Awful.