"I've never much liked interfering in anything. It's not in my own particular... idiom." He gives the smallest hint of a smirk, but it fades quickly. "I assure you that I do not want to interfere in any way with any worlds, except to send you where you consider home. I merely want to ensure things end smoothly. I don't give a damn what the others do, as long as they don't interfere with sentient beings again. And as to what I'm going to do afterwards..."

The man thinks for a moment, his bony fingers tapping against the arm of the electric chair. "I think I would like to take up horticulture. Cultivating bushes and the like."