[He listens intently, giving an occasional nod. There have definitely been enough other things to distract him, and the concept of being fictional just seems too absurd to warrant much thought.]

Nobody's recognized me... and I'd definitely rather it stay that way for as long as possible. No matter what this place may be, it's nice not being hunted.

[His own voice grows serious as well, though still with a thoughtful sort of tone.] As unreal as it might seem... Sometimes it feels like the other guy is the realest thing in my life. It kind of makes aliens and Norse deities easier to accept. You're right, though. There's no real proof of what we've been told, so it's our word against theirs as far as I'm concerned. I feel alive. My experiences have been all too vivid to have been.. made up by someone else.