He pulls his scarf together and looks away, looking troubled. "If you have reviewed my past life, I would have thought you'd find me lacking all things considered." He purses his lips. "Unless you are referring to one of the more successful iterations of my life, assuming they exist and were not just manifestations of my own mind."

He looks back up. "And anyway, what am I traveling to, precisely? What is this... 'liminal space?' None of what you are saying makes sense to me."