"Maybe you should ask your question in a more precise way?"

"What society are you part of. What technology do you have that produces that primitive shuttle. What beliefs and models of the world do you possess. What moral principles guide you. What can and cannot you do. Did you go to school to become this annoying or is it a natural talent."

"I told you I'm from Hell, and you decided it was unlikely. I think you'd probably find all my answers unlikely. Except that it's all natural."

"This is not inspiring me to believe you will do a good job feeding this continent!"

"I went to medical school. Also I have some natural advantages." He materializes a churro and takes a bite.

"How did you just do that."

"You'd find it unlikely!" Wag wag.

"I! HATE! THIS! PLANET! I am the SINGLE person MOST qualified to know how IMPOSSIBLE this is! This is nonsense! Stop your nonsense or explain it! One of the two! Now!"

And that is about when a panting woman makes it up the stairs to the landing pad. She's wearing the same cheap machine-manufactured clothes as everyone else here, but a solid slice of her body is made of a silvery metal, which fits in with her body moving exactly as normal flesh would, including both legs and one arm - she's got a cane in the other arm, but she's holding it to run faster, not leaning on it. Where metal meets flesh she's badly scarred, and aside from that she sounds exhausted, gasping for breath.

"Oh hello, Rinara, this is Cam, we are both obsolete according to him! So now I am fired. Cam is in charge now! You will probably also be fired."

... She can in fact (huff) tell he is joking (puff) even through the drone.

She is also kind of worried because he... doesn't... show up to fights through drones, even unwinnable ones. He appears in person or not at all. She is very confused and quite worried.

"- hello there, what can I do for you?"

"Haven't figured that out yet." Pant pant pant.

"Hi." She waves at Azlisa.

Shit! Someone noticed her! "Hello."

"Rinara, Azlisa, Azlisa, apparently this is Rinara. Well, thank you for joining us even if your rationale is pending."

"I am in charge of agriculture for Profectus! Also diplomacy, sometimes. Also whatever other jobs Nau wants to give me."

"I am a citizen of Laukera. I was on the iron road traveling here for business when I was kidnapped and my servants were killed, and Cam provided a rescue."

"Oh good, a diplomacy person. I don't have one of those, so you will have to put up with me directly, sorry."

"Actually I grew up in a forest with practically no human beings I wasn't related to. We should probably hire an actual diplomacy person at some point but nobody wants to work for us because we're trying to take over the world."

"Oh, you know, when you put it that way it makes so much more sense of the village-torching action than did the mission statement 'feed and clothe everybody'."

"That was the original plan! Then Nau got kicked out of every country on the continent for telling them they were stupid and evil and had to start his own. Now we're trying to, uh... steal spaceship parts so Nau can call in social workers to fix everything wrong with the planet and make everyone immortal? There's been some mission drift."

"... To be clear I am in charge of the Feed Everyone On The Planet department, though. That is a department we have. It's just mostly, you know, me and my bodyguards."

This is NOT an accurate summary of his recent life!

"Seems like a rough staffing situation, that. Are there... spaceship parts around? What do they have to do with social workers?"

"Every spaceship that enters this system crashes, often on this planet. Mine wasn't the first! If I can recover enough pieces to repair my spaceship, I can contact an ACTUALLY CIVILIZED SOCIETY that has people who are neither fools nor knaves, and they can rescue everyone and then study whatever nonsense magic this planet has so we can advance the frontiers of science by millennia or, if we are very lucky, fix entropy."

"He's from a heavenly utopia. Kind of explains some things."