"Yeah, that whole multiple worlds thing takes some getting used to. It's pretty sad when it makes more sense to believe we're all just nuts." Badou replied, tugging at a weed for something to do with his hands. He wasn't actually gardening, just destroying the leaves of some defenseless plant.

"And I'm sure she'll find someone to eat that cake," Badou offered. "We might not even be missing from our worlds anyway. How else would that whole multiple timeline thing work out?"

He actually had to think about what he did in his spare time. Smoking didn't count as 'spare time' since he did that pretty much all the time. He counted it off on his fingers as he spoke. "Sleep, get shot at, bitch at Haine for being an inconsiderate dick... Drink. Uh, sometimes I eat." He shrugged, "The little old lady I work for pays cash."