"Huh. Strange. Where I'm from, you seem to be doing alright for yourself. I mean, all your loved ones are either dead or despise you, but look on the bright side, for a man whose nearly 80, you look terrific. The cape thing is a little outdated, but what can you do?"

His eye narrow slightly, curious what Erik means.

"They? They have also given you a choice on whether you stay or go, or you're just -what?- keeping your fingers crossed they won't send you away once they're done with you? Or do you have other secrets?" And, adding just a touch of desire and lust to mix in with those feelings of confidence. Why not?