"Not at all - in fact, that much tells me more than you might think, and I can understand."<br/><br/>He takes a sip of his own drink before continuing.<br/><br/>"If I were to consider you foolish, I would have to apply that view to most of the human race. Most would consider me foolish to enjoy travelling through the Warp as much as I do, despite my being born and bred to it - at times I consider myself foolish indeed. The surface of a planet is where you feel comfortable because it's where humanity thinks it belongs. Some races spend their entire lives in space and feel no different for it, and I would not consider them foolish either."<br/><br/>He sat back, reflecting on just how little he or anyone else knew about Cin. She was well-spoken and versed in a number of languages, indicating some sort of scholarly experience. The unconscious way she occasionally slipped into what he believed to be the Tau tongue, along with the well-maintained alien rifle she carried, lent credence to the idea that she had grown up on one of the worlds bording Tau space, where the Imperial fist was lax and the odd blue-skinned aliens frequently visited for trading purposes, but that only narrowed down her possible origins to a small strip of planets instead of the vast entirety of the Imperium.