[ Everything about this conversation is so surreal. Elliot, talking to someone without the simultaneous desire to rip heads clean off necks, as if dismemberment's the only answer to petty arguments. Nice, humoring an otherwise convoluted series of events.

HE'S ON TO YOU THOUGH, MAN. Elliot misses people too, like the whiny, attached dweeb he is, but whatever limbo they're in now has to be better than Skynet Central the world of Tellus ... ]

Then you care about what they think of you. You wouldn't want people you miss thinking badly of you.

Is there anyone you know from where you're from here now?