But why should I, when you've grabbed this stuff all by yourself and so thoughtfully invited me over? That's a lot more efficient.

[Not to mention that he just feels like he doesn't need much. Not that Grift is swimming in possessions, but he's got clothes, a gun, and enough to eat and drink—to some people, that'd be a paradise. An Eden.

Another swig is necessary before he can answer Grift. Fortification.]

Ah, it's overrated. The people there are good folk, but I think I've about worn out my welcome. Back to Section 1 for me.