"A legacy." Warren replies, bemused. "My legacy is apparently a dead girl, a house keeper, and two people with such enormous egos that they can take control of my body away from me. If the rest of you are anything like that, I hope you'll forgive me for not having a whole lot of confidence in us. Look, I'm a physics student. I study entropy. My idea of a good time is a bottle of something cheap and a dime-store paperback. I have no desire to go off on some grand quest to save the world, even if it turns out that Goodeman over here isn't completely off his rocker."<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #4040FF">Hey! C'mon, don't you want to have the opportunity to be a hero of justice?</span></span><br/><br/>When the portal opens, Warren looks on in shock. "Okay," he says, "I guess he isn't crazy. Maybe I'm the crazy one, and this is all a hallucination after pulling one too many all-nighters." He groans and pulls off his jacket before following Goodeman through the portal. "Well, if this is all just my hallucination, I may as well see this out to the end. Not like I can end up regretting something that's not actually happening."